Millard Lowe Poet Rhyme

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YOU, ME, AND PRIORITY

 

Got to start timing my time,

Because when it comes to mine,

I only have a little time left here to stay;

So let me get on with what I have to say:-

Don’t know

If I can keep 

This rhythmic flow

As I continue to go,

But assure you

An awareness beat;

So, before you fall asleep,

Let me move on, my friend,

And you’ll soon see

The situation we’re in,

And maybe comprehend

Before we reach the end:

That you may know

Where we now need to go,

As well as,

How much wisdom

We need to sow

With the fertile hued seeds

We now need to really grow:-

 

There’s this Oppressor syndrome,

That has infected our village home;

Causing so much painful hurt,

Bleeding blood into our hood’s dirt;

We need to get our reality together,

Knowing we are not here

To murder one another:

     Father, 

                  Mother,

    Sister,

                Brother,

Nor Any Extended Family Other:-

 

Oh, I’m not talking to the syndrome dead,

But to those still here with brains in their head:

Let us return our weary eyes

To the ever fought for prize,

Not halting here at the mountaintop,

But sojourning without another stop,

Through the valley of the shadow of death,

Stepping in the footprints the Ancestors left:-

 

Indeed, let us reconcile one another,

In amazing grace,

As we move on to liberating our

Weary oppressed race;

For if we’re going to arrive 

Where we ought to be,

It's going to have to be 

Because of you and me,

And our anchored priority

In healing the syndrome 

Conundrum and its filthy debris;

Thus, in these words I’m laying,

I’m praying you’re grasping what I’m saying

About you and me, and our immediate priority:-

 

YOU, ME, AND PRIORITY

	
YOU, ME, AND PRIORITY

Got to start timing my time,
Because when it comes to mine,
I only have a little time left here to stay;
So let me get on with what I have to say:-
Don’t know
If I can keep 
This rhythmic flow
As I continue to go,
But assure you
An awareness beat;
So, before you fall asleep,
Let me move on, my friend,
And you’ll soon see
The situation we’re in,
And maybe comprehend
Before we reach the end:
That you may know
Where we now need to go,
As well as,
How much wisdom
We need to sow
With the fertile hued seeds
We now need to really grow:-

There’s this Oppressor syndrome,
That has infected our village home;
Causing so much painful hurt,
Bleeding blood into our hood’s dirt;
We need to get our reality together,
Knowing we are not here
To murder one another:
     Father, 
                  Mother,
    Sister,
                Brother,
Nor Any Extended Family Other:-

Oh, I’m not talking to the syndrome dead,
But to those still here with brains in their head:
Let us return our weary eyes
To the ever fought prize,
Not halting here at the mountaintop,
But sojourning without another stop,
Through the valley of the shadow of death,
Stepping in the footprints the Ancestors left:-

Indeed, let us reconcile one another,
In amazing grace,
As we move on to liberating our
Weary oppressed race;
For if we’re going to arrive 
Where we ought to be,
It's going to have to be 
Because of you and me,
And our anchored priority
In healing the syndrome 
Conundrum and its filthy debris;
Thus, in these words I’m laying,
I’m praying you’re grasping what I’m saying
About you and me, and our immediate priority:-

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