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Watts Is Burning

Poet: Ken Jordan Poem: Watts Is Burning Edited by: Sparkle Jordan written: July/2014 Run children run! Run sister run! Run brother run! Run for your guns We ain't backing down Not this time - Run through the poisoned   black smoke, that permeates through Watts - Run pass the looting, Run down the land mine streets, Run pass the house that's  no longer your home - Run for your guns Fight for your life - The Army  is here, and they aim to kill - Run run run - fire is raging...... down every street in our community - Watts  is burning, And The powers that be, show no interest in putting out the flames - Run children run - Run sister run - Run brother run - Run for your guns We ain't backing down Not this time - Civil War is here - Hell fire has erupted - Set ablaze by  our city's, racial government of  bigots, that are intolerant to black people. Police  brutality, is at  an all-time high - and the rotten stench  of racism  has ran it's course - Run children run Run sister run Run brother run Run for your guns We ain't backing down - Not this time - Watts Rebellion is here! Today we write history - today we die. We want  the world to see, that  we are standing up for our rights,  against  a corrupt  city government - We  have endured  enough  adversity, Our turning point is now - Our revolution  is now - We are fighting  for our Civil Rights, Equal Rights Equal Pay, A Right To Vote - Better Living Conditions, And Fare Housing, We are fighting for our lives - Run children run - Run sister run - Run brother run - Run for your guns We ain't backing down Not this time - Watts, is burning. Racial Discrimination, has  cloaked our city....... choked It, and strangled it. Dark plumes of smoke, from gunfire explosives, and hazardous  gases, sends a disturbing  wave of Shock over the T.V. screen, to Millions of people watching around  the World - The LAPD and the National  guard - Have  surrounded us - We want  back down - Blood is shedding, white blood - black blood - on our streets - The city's racial  bureaucratic machine, have moved in to barricade  us, to our neighborhood's, leaving  one way in, one way out - Leaving us no choice accept to fight - And Watts, continue to burn - We continue  to burn, with anger and frustration. The Chief of Police, have turned  his head, to our situation, as fire rages all around. The injured and dead are pilling  up - Emergency vehicles have been ordered  to stay away, the situation is too volatile - Everything  is out  of control ....... We  Are Out Of Control. Watts is burning - Run children run Run sister run  Run brother run Run for your guns We ain't backing down Not this time HELL is unleashed In South L.A. on a people, born in this country. We are  fed up, we have had enough  of the piss poor treatment, from white slum lords, and red tape from  racial city authorities, insisting  that poverty stricken Compton, and Watts, is  the only affordable  area's, where  we could live - City official's and state government, has rejected any  and all legal demands by black leaders, fighting to  better our  living conditions. By taking this stand, arrogant, racist whites, Struck a match to Watts, riot - burn baby burn let Watts, burn to ashes - Black Ashes, cremated by bigots  in uniforms, masquerading  as human beings - Watts, is  burning and  will continue to burn. Burn baby burn! Let it burn to  Black Ashes HELL FIRE! will burn, until liberty is  won - Run children run Run sister run Run brother run Stand up black people, We ain't backing down Not this time -

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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