MY QUIET RAGE Perhaps more anxious In a world where they demonize the anti-fascist Felt more like Mohammed than I ever did Cassius World view fractured from inception of vision. Sight like 20/20 holds a brand new meaning. Less redeeming qualities of men nurtured by unnatural systems. Systematic racism intrinsic to American Exceptionalism Impervious Empire Except Infections have risen You seek wisdom from charlatans I ain’t saying just FUCK TRUMP... I mean ALL of them. Soil saturated from what bled from ancestors Re-hydrated by our youthful crop Too easy to just say FUCK COPS, so i’ll say: Justice remains an abject failure. Case and point: Breonna Taylor. I feel like Truth .... fell outta favor. We left with infantile behavior masquerading as strength. I’m exhausted but Word to life I ain’t close to done yet! Depths to express still abundant. Its just, at times, it feels redundant i struggle with phrasing. Displacing the tension of life with each syllable. Riddles to my own breath so I’m left perplexed Felt useless... confused kid... inept... As if these scrolls I’ve inked and spit Leave lips, only to fall on deaf ears. remain resolute ... though perhaps devoid of tears For 45 years I’ve existed in this wilderness. Eyes wider now. Hold those I love closer. The fire within smolders. An ancient anger to sharpen my steel. Cut back layers to life to see what’s revealed. Langston tried to tell us some wounds don’t fully heal. Left with A quiet rage.... Thats my word to Bobby Seale.