Gotta steal away
...we need a new system, a new way of being. something built with a different consciousness: a consciousness not trapped in egoic mania and fear.
This one won't let you change it. Never has, never will.
Time to be really real about that: know who you're dealing with.
If this system never changes, we need new options anyway.
This is a classic dysfunctional relationship on a societal scale...
We gotta leave.
We gotta steal away in the middle of the night, like so many battered wives and girlfriends have done, so many - too many - times
But not to nowhere else...to the land of true self-respect, self-love, and self-sovereignty.
And that land is right where we stand.
If we can't claim our freedom right here, we can't claim it anywhere else.
Don't deceive yourself not one more day thinking someone gon' give you your freedom, someone gon' give you your justice...
Anything that is given, can be taken right back.
Just ask those Reconstructionist negroes where all that "progress" went.
When did we get so needy?
When did we stop loving ourselves, seeking so feverishly for that love through someone else's eyes?
Oh...maybe it was that 397-year beatdown of unrelenting torture and terrorism that still runs in a not-so-hidden undercurrent in everything we see...hands up?
What if they never love you they way you need/want/deserve to be loved?
Cain't we be free anyway?
We gon' hafta steal away, in the middle of the night, like so many - too many - battered women before and still...
Like a million Harriets, they done showed us how to get out. They showed us there is a way...
This is a sociopathic nightmare run amok.
We gotta get out.
But we gotta do it right here, right now.
We don't need to go to anywhere else.
We built the land we're standing on.
That new place is in our Consciousness.
That new place, that new Consciousness can bring down the Jerichoed walls...not build new ones.
...we need a new system, a new way of being.
something built with a different consciousness: a consciousness not trapped in egoic mania and fear.
This one won't let you change it. Never has, never will
WE must change if the "system" won't.
No way around it.
But there is a way through it.
I didn't mean to write a poem.
Didn't mean to go on so long.
Born with this itch in my palm, so this is what I've got...
but it's not all I've got...
Sincerely,
~O The Unstoppable
