Under Lock & Key

Don’t stop the struggle,
the Zionist needs being exposed,
and toppled.

Keep the pressure on,
keep the flags flying, camps open,
don’t stop the struggle.

Our backs are against the wall,
we have no choice,
but to give our brains the muscle.

Students solidarity, students power,
our only hope against Palestine,
being turned to rubble.

Innocent wombmen and children,
are being murdered,
Amerikkka waging proxy war,
funding the trouble.

Benjamin Netanyahu,
is an Amerikkklan puppet,
in the CIPWS huddle.

Israel being the US muscle,
in the Middle East,
the more blood,
the more the price of oil doubles.

The miseducated,
are saying its God’s plan,
what kind of God do they believe in?
I’m puzzled.

The future belongs to the students,
long live the students.
Long live the young,
known for busting any and all,
CIPWS oppressors bubble.

The CIPWS press is against you,
They’re owned by the CIPWS,
concealing truth is their hustle.

Palestinians are semitic too,
Palestinians are humans too.
Whatever you do, keep fighting,
don’t stop the struggle. . .

Heru: Why did you become a police overseer?

Pig: To fight crime and criminals.

Heru: So why aren’t you fighting the real criminals?

Pig: Who are the real criminals?

Heru: The plutocrat politicians who create and perpetuate the policies that create and perpetuate the poverty that give rise to crime.

Pig: Are you saying that crime comes from poverty?

Heru: Most crimes are miseducated and reactionary responses to poverty. Even yours included.

Pig: Are you calling me a criminal?

Heru: Yes and of the worst kind, your fear of poverty made you a criminal for the plutocrats and their CIPWS bosses.

Pig: Am I in the streets selling drugs and robbing people?

Heru: Worst, you are protecting and serving, only, the interest and agendas of the upper class CIPWS. You’ve sold your soul to the plutocrats, doing whatever they say, in order to feed your family. You call it, “following orders”.

Pig: I’m just doing my job.

Heru: Yes, your job consists of racial profiling, stuck with the view that the laws apply only to and against Black and poor people. Your job consists of being a criminal.

Pig: I am not a criminal.

Heru: Without so-called crime, you wouldn’t have a job, your family could not be fed, you would still be in the lower class. Thus, it’s in your best interest to never arrest the real criminals, like the ones who just drove by in that Bentley doing 92 in a 65.

Pig: I am only trying to make society safe.

Heru: If you was trying to make society safe, you would attack the problem at the primary cause of crime, the plutocrats, not at the effect, the reactionary responders to plutocrat crimes.

Pig: Anything else? Because you’re only shifting blame here.

Heru: If you wanted to be tough on crime, you would begin by being tough on poverty and CIPWS systematic miseducation, but doing such means being tough on your plutocrat bosses, and ending plutocracy would lead to an end of capitalism, which feeds your family.

Pig: I’m not understanding anything you’re saying

Heru: Of course not, you’re too thoroughly CIPWS miseducated, myopic, and stuck in your uniform privilege to see egalitarianism.

Pig: But how will I feed my family?

Heru: Being a slave patroller is not about feeding your family, it’s about feeding your inculcated CIPWS narcissism and so-called superiority.

Pig: What?

Heru: You get paid to harass, abuse, brutalize, lynch, oppress, and occupy poor and Black people. If that’s how you feed your family, you are no better than a street thug. You should begin by arresting yourself.

Pig: For what…

Heru: For your crimes against the people in the name of capitalism. For being a Plutocrat Imperialist Goon.

        Bang Bang!
        Hit the nail on its head
       Set sailing this Captain
      That Capped him
      Liquid fled
     From the hole in one
    And flowed on the concrete
   As the theme song playing in his chest fades to a non-beat
 Eyes that wouldn’t see years more than 15
Puberty was right around the corner
If he could have searched the end of the block
The ground blocked his decent to hell
 So to heaven he went
 Sole followed the light of a patrol car
 This bloody nightmare
 That it seems we’ll never wake from
 Still police escape from
    Apprehension
Under the false pretenses
Of duty to a community
That’s so in fear it’s from police they flee
Hoping to see Another day
Or we’ll hear our last sound Bang Bang
 Before we’re blown away…

Watching my Every Move to have Some
thing to use against me, protecting you
And your Special Interest Group’s Power

Yet, you know me not and i not also you
Yet, you compare Opposites for Power
And, how come i must Be Nobody

Yet not only book power but street power
And, how come you digress to what’s legit
Being Nobody has Its Advantages

Maybe you’ve mistaken Nobody for Punks
Or you believe we are chumps
You’re unempowered cannon fodder too

They Say:
They say they gone always be there
  but never there when you really need them there unless
                                              its self care.

They Say:
When you Fall down get back up, but don’t tell you
when you get back up its gone be Someone Hoping you
Turn the left cheek in knock you down in say it Fair.

They Say:
Love thy Neighbor as you love your Self but behind close doors Say Destroy they Neighbor in Conquer Wealth

They Say:
   We fight for justice but only by killing It was
   Justice For All.

They Say:
 Hey fellow you Committed a CRIME time to go to Jail,
 but don’t tell about the Greatest CRIME Committed here in there.

They Say:
    FORGET About them, but we say Forget the Fascist in
    Say high to this Guerilla warfair.

        They Say, They Say a lot of things
    But the “People” say All Power to the “People”
    Revolution is here in will always be the “People”
                      WAR FAIR

The Black Liberation Armies Our Disciples Be
Our civilians in the streets be the BPP
We not white, not black, it’s you and me
Honor, Trust, Love, Respect, and Loyal-ty
We tie Family ties and combine our mind
Now we on our business shit, black-suits, Black-Ties
Building ties in the street and upgrading communities
An independent movement fuck police immunity
Liberating our people in a fight for equality
Internationally representing from Congo to Albany
Re-educating our people, treat them responsibly
Within the Black Liberation Movement to develop more harmony
Cause wit Black-ties Matter BLO Liberation Unit
And the Bld Brotherhood Revolutionary Army Headquarters, Allegiance of Improvement
We’ll be a professional militia till the day that we die.
Funeral of red white and blue collars, Black-Ties.

If the wallz of prison life could talk I wonder what they’d say.
From overseer to officer, from predator to prey.
Solitary confinement, oppressive and inhuman, involuntary servitude
Psychologically still in chains - Prison Boom! when it rains it pours.
Price gouging and extortion, bleeding our families with inmate store.
A revolving door, crippled from the lack of education
Under Lock & Key, agitated and pacing, hoping and waiting,
Political devil in disguise. Drug-infested prisons, breeds chemical suicide
Pleading for a way out of this bottomless pit,
Another murder covered up. Prison guard orchestrated the hit.
Violent prison stabbings, dry tazed to death
Poor ventilation, heat exhaustion, claimed his last breath.
The ultimate test is to stand firm and bear witness,
Because these wallz are speaking volumes, and if you’re wise,
Listen…..

Rhetorical Rhetoric composed in a symphony
of tactical swears of Infamy,
Musik filling idle Hands of youthful Revolutionaries, inducing
Rebellion and Civil disobedience, against the
Systematic Repression of Authorities,
as we’re defiantly resisting political ploys of distraction
targeting us in silent wars, with Ruses of Fake News,
as the media glorifies Police as Heroes while they Kill the innocent
without consequence or Justice,
they’re the Evil we strive against,
with every ounce of our beings,
they’re straw dogs and paper tigers,
a gang costumed behind authority we don’t recognize,
for the only authority is God, the only one to Judge us,
Enemies of the POLICE State,
who demand allegiance to Arbitrary capricious laws by Riflepoint
for Farcical Freedom that Does Not Exist in Enslaved Minds of Ignorance,
Miss Me with the pitch of Nationalistic Propaganda
for WE THE PEOPLE exist to Resist control tactics
with self-determination and Freewill,
A Resistance Refusing conformity to mainstream idealisms of a Government
that does not represent us, or our constitutional Rights,
we Are P.O.W’s, Prisoner’s of War, waged with law,
which we must wield as Arms we Bear;
fighting for freedom in these Modern-Day Concentration Camps,
for if we Are ignorant of our Rights and laws that govern us
we are powerless and Dead to rights, Authorities rather distract us,
with devices of our own destruction perpetuating intolerance and fueling
fires of prejudice that weaken our resolve of unity to Rise against their system of control,
generating Revenue to keep the cell full in their Monopoly of Incarceration,
while we complacently standby as their Human degradation oppresses our generations
stealing our time, let Rebellion enter our Mind
STATE, since we Are left Dead to Rights without any Alternatives,
we Must beat the Drum of Anarchy, or we will never see freedom,
nor will our children, one word wielded as war weapons at a time,
Empowering the Mind’s of Masses united by common grievances that call us to fight side by side,
putting aside differences, for the enemy of my enemy is my friend,
sedition charismatically spoken by a leader inspires our Movement,
one of counter-culture Activists cutting strings of delusion attached to our souls,
by belief systems that no longer serve our interests,
No longer will we obey as puppets dancing for malevolent puppeteers of Governments we no longer recognize;
ones who rendered us Enemies of The STATE, with usurpation of our inalienable constitutional Rights,
so there’s Nothing left but determined defiance, using their own plots, ploys, contrived Artifice and stratagem tactics as our own against them,
in suits of Individual Capacity to Levy their Assets since their Immunity is an illusion,
one we must mercilessly exploit,
battling the system systemically,
making us all wealthy,
taking back what’s ours,
they illegality makes them easy targets in the court,
with Civil Rights suits,
we hunt the Leviathan of the Prison Industry,
that made us slaves and commodities on the market of Incarceration,
with warrior Minds we can pry open the blinded eyes of injustice;
Lex Talionis, Eye for an Eye, the solution of Revolution Kids,
as Partisans of propaganda by deeds, “Gazavat” our sacred struggle,
against State Entities of Oppression in the color of Law,
we are Freedom Fighters, patriots, Guerrillas in concrete jungles
refreshing the Tree of Liberty with our Blood.