This Quarantine

This Quarantine really do be hittin different.

Anxiety up

Hope down

Attitude up

Motivation down

The rollercoaster that we've been on, feels like an 80 foot drop

Followed by a dive 20 feet up that ended in a belly flop.

Mother nature picked us up

Laid us across her lap

Got her favorite switch

Cause she was tired of hearing us yap.

2020 so far feels like a bad acid trip,

Murder hornets? Really?

Like, someone in the writers room is getting fired for that one.

This past month has mothers holding tight to every son

They see walking down the street,

Because no matter what we do

The police set out to beat

Us farther into the ground

That we tilled and minded for them.

400 years was the start not the finish

But within the last 4 days everyone's banding together

From Americans to the Finnish.

From the Amish to the witches.

Bloods and Crips fulfilling wishes

Of peace and prosperity.

Riots reminding y'all of when

You threw into the harbor boxes of tea.

We tried to be peaceful,

We tried to be nice

But y'all kept your knees on our neck

So we're using fire to melt your ice;

Yelling freeze after you fire

Shots into our children

Who were taught to be careful

To keep you safe and not trembling.

We have different conversations

About how to handle police -

In school Black Panthers are bad

But in the 60's they were all we had

Cause you left us dying by the hands of each other

Instead of valuing all life and seeing

That no matter the color

We are all each other's brother.

Yes, all lives matter

But until you can see that Black lives matter

Just as much cause we're

Made up of the same matter

Then no one is safe from the

Lies, the deceit, the truth of the matter:

That we've been fed fear and taught to hate.

When the only thing that can save us from the chatter

That divides us is to sit down, shut up, and listen to the patter

Of people marching up to those who led,

Of people stomping on the devil's head,

Of the last words and cries of those left for dead.

I don't care if you were raised Blue or Red

When the polls open up, you better get out of bed.

Because in this two party system

No matter which side you're on

The reality is neither will soon be gone.

We need to work together to get

People on both sides of the lawn

To put down their guns and join as one,

Because God created us all equal.

We need to know how it ends,

Cause we're already in the sequel

And they all need to know

That they were justly avenged

Say Their Names

Shout em loud

So they can hear us

Over the Trumpet

And choir in the clouds.