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Run Boy Run

Richard White

Run Boy, Run
Melanin, Sun
To live outside of the Pen
May be to die by the gun
Don’t know where you’re going
Don’t know where you come from
Divine Powers in the mind
Can run free through your tongue
Run free from the Barrio, free from the Slums
Free of the Gangsta’s, Goons, the Greed
Free of the Guns
Follow your own tune and you can go -drums
Follow your own tune and you can go -drums
Run Boy -Run, Run Boy -Run, Run Boy -Run,
Must learn to dig tunnel, vision yourself at the end – Begin
Lesser men sin, while greater man win
No matter how loud the winds may howl
The mountain will never bend -Zen
Only take a knee when Thou bows before your Lord
Never a weapon formed shall be mightier than your sword
Remember you were lied to
By those who wish to blind you
It is not the Light, but the Darkness you’ll get lost in
It is not to live life, to be boxed in -Coffins....
Seal bodies, not fate, it’s never too late for change
Run free of the chains Strange Fruit
Tamed Roots makes for strained Troops
Many Men have died, Genocide
Women tried to lead
Infiltrated villages, Women hide your seed
New God, Religion, Language, must learn to read to be freed
From shackles upon the feet -Defeat
Enemy made sheep of Man who put iron to Lions for meat
Families eat, we’re asleep
Run Boy -Run
We’re complacent and weak
Run Boy -Run
Never show the other cheek -repeat
Run Boy -Run
Never show the other cheek
Command, demand, be a man when you speak
Educate self, your son’s wealth will be in what you teach
Their God is found in what you preach
Run Boy -Run
We have higher mountain peaks to reach
Run Boy -Run
There’s a war going on
Run Boy -Run
Seek shelter from the storm
Run Boy -Run
Tell your story, there is glory in your poem
You are Hungry -Poet
You are Warrior -Poet, Spit Fire
Run Boy -Run
Like you are chasing your Birth Right
No retreat, no surrender, remember
They have done everything to ensure your children aren’t birthed right
Fight... or Run
But keep moving forward
War waged against us, never run from it, run towards it
Soldiers die, but so do slaves
There’s a difference in dying in pain and dying in vain
There’s a difference in riding the train and finding your name
Run Boy -Run
Know the difference between bend til you crack and peddling crack
There’s a difference between skills that you lack and skin being black
Run Boy -Run
We will not be held asunder, Black is the clap of thunder
In blood and tears we drown, Black, Brown may fall like Autumns
But we rise to survive infinite summers
Black is not, the color of sin
That is a colorblind notion
Just like Black Men can’t swim, it’s because we run across oceans
Run Boy -Run
Until the pressure rips through your chest
Run Boy -Run
Until the soul emerges from the flesh
Until nothing is left but God, Staff and Rod
Be Armed, Harm is upon the horizon
They wish to strip you of you
Rewrite and retell who you are to your children’s, children’s children
Villains bleed the same blood
But cannot be camouflaged by the same mud
Knights fall, but it’s only dark when Sun don’t shine
Time -is of the essence, Fear -is their only weapon
I am not afraid to hang, not afraid to die fighting
I only fear dying in silence
I will riot, I will run, I will scream, I will run, I will die,
I will bleed, I will succeed, I will achieve, I will lead
I will die, I will live, I will die, I will run
Never break, not to escape, but give chase
Face to face for every rape, every hanging, for the plaguing, the enslaving
For the tainting, for the taking
For my daughters, I’m reclaiming
I will run, we will run -Run
Run Boy -Run
Run, until behind you, all that is left standing......are our sons
-Run

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