The third face of Oppression woke me during an afternoon nap, I was resting after having worked 16 hours a day for almost a year, the tower of Pisa leaning in front of me, the whole structure reminded me of my homeland. somehow it made me think that the America had some how turned into a falling Goliath and I began screaming this at the top of my lungs:
I don’t fight for peace its like fuckin for virginity, your Brutality can
never drive out the darkness We be, only light can do that, only love can
free me, cause
Our bellys empty and its compassion that’s our path to peace, Call in
feast, we about to face the beast
Oppressive tyranny has landed at our feet, bow down to be seen, royalty
calls in timocracy, calls in oligarchy, calls in democracy, calls in
tyranny, we still calling forth peace to this land of the almost free, rest
in peace
Peace is the place where I rest
with the long arm of justice caressing my head-
blindfold off so they can see what We need, caring for us who have suffered
tragedy,
this is place that grew me
This land that knows my feet
calling me to destiny
To Get free
To wake from dreams
No wars or
empty bellies
No torture
Or brain washing
No Prisons to cage me
Or prophecies to enslave me
No Killing off our babies, our legacies and the future we bring
This is about peace and justice
Excuse me sir, would you not shout! You must quiet down, you cannot be heard if you are shouting, how about you just listen, how about you stop, stop talking, stop.
stop, is what the third face of oppression told me…stop. and I quieted down…
if you are whispering about change – if you are whispering stop, share what you need. What do you need?
Your needs are important…share please…post on your social network sites and in the CLN Facebook Group using the hashtag…
#CLNPeaceandJustice
