Unfinished Work

Consciousness is the only thing that can raise nigga's from the dead, like when you gettin up from sleep, because we are a backward people our head is where our feet suppose to be, we are entertained by our own misery and pain, through the constant onslaught of everything that causes us to live as it is, we have been given a reality from our former slave masters to force our perception in a direction that does not gibe us any recollection of what we were truly meant to be, in our minds we gotta start to think like "Iam God" you see, still got chains on your mind cause the illusion you fail to see, I love all who are positive and fight negativity, I fell Malcom and Martin's pain we still have not attain liberation in this day and age
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December 26, 2020 at 12:57 PM
Hmm, interesting contemplations here. Pirates at the end threw me off.
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December 26, 2020 at 12:51 PM
This would be so much more powerful if you broke the lines up into actual poetic lines, rather than one long sentence of prose. Also, let's not be raising any "nigga's from the dead." It's bad enough in the real world.
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