Handshakes With Angels
I flew one time
Over the going ons of this life
I saw fate's plan
From my conception to my third ex wife
From the dumpster babies to a NorthWestern paradise
From train traffic delays to buses blowing up in Saudi uh-rayb
From sending your picture to med schools to 25 cent giving a family food
From giving profiles an update to gettin profiled and court dates
From same love and reverse racism
To double X chromosome unnecessary circumcision
From society's mutiny to wives being sold and muted on their knees
From all the pastors receiving enough to breakeven
and the poor that are rich in faith no matter circumstance nor season
From rainbows leading you to gold to rainbows meaning the devil has bought your soul
From waterfalls to your teardrops
From catchin crooks to crooked cops
Opening fire on perps to opening fire on purp
From losing your last dollar to finding your worth
Over satiating our hunger to babies dying of thirst
From oil and water
To closed minds and open legs
Old autopsies at a young age
All that lynching but we can't hang
Inherited all your bad genes
All these heirs but I can't breathe
Bending the air so it won't fit in your lungs
Authoritative action leaves you speechless because they'd prefer for
me and you
you and I
to breathe less
But I ain't trying to handshake no angels yet
Not yet
Copyright © Johnathan Thompson | Year Posted 2014
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