Black Redemption

Blue rage, Black Redemption.

Cry Red White and Blue when the flag bleeds.

Red and Blue when Black bleeds.

Always Black on Black so White flees.

When White shoots, Black is on her knees.

Vultures in the back, waiting with ease.

It’s not always that Black and White.

So fill in the blanks.

Brother you’re so right

Drop the Smith and mash it up.

But the neighbors in Wiriyamu hear Portuguese.

And they say it’s not all about the colors, Patrice

Turn White and Blue about promised fig trees.

So Black plants Watermelon Seeds.

Take the Red Soil.

And the world sings From the River to Sea.