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 -
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