let my people be

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by Samuel Gordon on Sunday, 10 October 2010 at 20:37

i can endure hunger

a fast is a slower death

than a bullet



i can survive on saliva

dont want your vinegar



seeking fingernails

for carbohydrate

i can survive from the rain,

and eat my ackees raw.



i will share mud cookies with the haitians

oppressed by the rising price of governance

will survive the first 40 percent of fat loss

give me 60 days

surpass ghandi's 20

to let you know how serious things get



pain becomes a floating duck

in a heavier sea

what on your plate is left for me



when i push your free meals aside

let nature decide my fate



while me lean akimbo

on hells gate



oh you thought you could control me,

thought i wasnt ready to face my oppressors



i have longed for the day

i salivate, cant wait to meet herod

to press the blade of patience

into hitlers already dead heart



plan me a great vacation

on a funeral pyre

between the clashing rocks

that snipped the ship of the Argonauts

then tell me how to crush a soul



huey told his shooter

you can kill my body

but you will never kill who i am

why i stand

i already birthed offspring

in the minds of generations to come

my disease has spread

there is no cure

only treatment

for the weak of heart

and those unwilling to stand in truth.



but my boots are clean,

though my clothes are ragged

need to get a little hungrier

to complete the tag team

my partners in refugee camps

plantocratic societies and racist holding cells

politicians need to feel their stomachs swell

as the acids within go to dinner on their own flesh.



let that instinct make decisions for my people

let those pangs be our soldiers





not sure how much time i have left to tell you.

but let my people be.