Straight-Jacket
how insensitive you are
You see me all tied up
And you still expect bricks without straw…
A so comes dem firs have need fi obeah man
Ave mi a build dem pyramid offa necromance…
Everyday I put on this straightjacket
And I walk tall proud strong
Just like any other professional man.
And you still expect a poem
How long will you sit power-less
Using the only thing I now can like toilet paper.
For: did you knows and if dat was me’s and watch her nuhs, she gwaan like she hots.
And we don’t want our nation to learn how to read
Say it with as much style and panache as the last lines
When so many youths never have a beginning.
So we culture criminals on laboratory racks
Put them in the maze for the rat race where the winners are still rats…
Our most valued specimens of the endangered kind
Politicians rear them in closets designed like zoos
Where Monkey run d’ hothead work and the big man snooze…
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