for when it all falls down
around the shoulders of soldiers
and preachers and leaders and teachers
yall can tell em who told em
we wore our souls like the sneakers that keeps our feet from the embers
they swept the streets with our scars
the starvin body remembers
recollect upon his corners
gotta get it if its possible
but lots of little fools just fell in december
whatever
opt to stop and rob him cruel
same shit kept him out of school
movin rocks
or swoopin cops
that kept him chained to the weather
it never changes it seems
this hole keeps burrowing deeper
dirty heaps getting higher messiah dying to reach us
the leaders hiding behind us
pretend their minds are on Jesus
when miles of fetuses dying between the lies that they feed us
teachers buyin it and sellin it
pin naive to the genius
the childs eyes aint seen the wind
but his mind can perceive it
receive the secrets of life and be a light through this bleakness
use the teachins of right and truth to fight through this weakness
when all passes to ashes with the cash that we gathered
can cats imagine reactions after we add up what mattered
man the chatter among us will numb our ears to the shatterin
rattlin nashin of teeth resounding ringing like saturn
patterned circling excuses used as tools would just shatter
because we knew the truth but humans wanted proof on a platter
with loosened grips that grapped for dollars hollered oops from the ladder
scattered the youth at the bottom amidst the bruised and the battered
with twisted music and rappers preoccupied with his fashions
and cynic lying politians
tied and blinded with taxes
actin thugs cuttin in winding lines
to climb in his casket
madness the sign of the times
messiah dyin to catch us
why we tryin eye on the prize and dyin to ask it
if cats is fine with it fine
if not then why aint we after it
its like we rather just laugh
or pass and nap or rap a bit
or haggle over trash and die to try and cash it in