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Last Poets
Wie vind de Last poets ook zo ontzettend goed en wat is je favotriet van hen... deze vind ik erg mooi
MY PEOPLE My people are Black, beige, yellow Brown and beautiful A garden of life with a love as sweet as scuppernong wine growing in muddy waters making brown babies with pink feet and quick minds My people warm sometimes hot always cool always together My people let's be together understand that we've lived together understand that we've died together understand My brother that I've smelled your piss in my hallway and it smell just like mine understand that I love your woman my sister and her rare beauty is reason enough for a revolution yes sister my honest sister I have had ugly moments with you but you are the only beauty I've ever known Yes sister my honest sister you are the joy in my smile you are the reality of my dreams you are the only sister I have and I need you I need you to feed the children of our race I need you to feed the lovers of our race I need you to be the summer of my winters I need you because you are the natural life in the living at night there is a moon to make the Blackness be felt I am that Blackness filling up the world with My soul and the world knows me You are that moon my moon Goddess shining down light on my Black face that fills the universe My moon I am your sun and I shall take this peace of light and build a world for you my sister Sometimes the waters are rough and the hungry tide swallows the shore washing away all memories of children's footsteps playing in the sand where is the world I promised my son? must he push back the tide and build the world that I have rapped about Am I so godly until I forget what a man is? Am I so right until there is no room for patience My brother Oh in brother father of a son father of a warrior My brother the sun My brother the warrior Be the beginning and the end for my sister Be the revolution for our world turn yourself into yourself and then onto this disordered world and arrange the laughter for joy the tears for sorrow Turn purple pants, alligator shoes leather jackets, brown boots polka dot ties, silk suits, Turn miniskirts, false eyelashes, red wigs, afro wigs, Easter bonnets, bellbottoms turn this confusion into Unity Unity so that the sun will follow our foot steps in the day so that the moon will glow in our living rooms at night so that food, clothing, and shelter will be free because we are born free to have the world as our playground My people. |
Hij is wel erug lang, ik vindt hem wel fris, ....wie heeft 'em geschreven alweer...
publiceer, gekke peer.. |
Abiodun Oyewole van de Last Poets heeft m geschreven in 1996
http://www.math.buffalo.edu/~sww/LAS...st_poets0.html |
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