Gil Scott-Heron's Dead

A rat done bit my sister Nell
Cause Gil Scott-Heron's dead
And now, no one can tell the tale
Cause Gil Scott-Heron's dead
And some crazed white man stole my gun
The day's pitch black cause there is no sun
And I don't know if the war's been won
Cause Gil Scott-Heron's

The revolution was televised today
Cause Gil Scott-Heron's dead
Pigs shot brothers on the instant replay
Cause Gil Scott-Heron's dead
I don't know if I'm right or wrong
Say brother! What are the words to that bottle song?
This winter in America's too damn long
Cause Gil Scott-Heron's dead

I loved good poetry until I heard 
that Gil Scott-Heron was dead
I won't know the word from Johannesburg
Since Gil Scott-Heron's dead
I won't be in that voting booth 
Because now I finally know the truth
But the only conscious words are from my Aunt Ruth 
Now that Gil Scott-Heron's dead.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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