Who goes there? who is this young male born lonely?
Who walks there? who goes in the direction of death
Whistling into and not here of the water
Without his chorus? lacking his posse? lacking his song?
It is autumn now
In me autumn grieves
In this carved gold medal of shifting faces
My eyes confess to the fatigue of living.
I ask: does the earlier to noon weep for the dead?
I ask: were the bullets conscious atoms entering his chest?
I ask: did you see the illumination anointing his life?
The day i heard the sound of your death, my brother
I walked external outside inside the park
We your mothers wanted to see you safely home.
I remembered the poems inside your mother's eyes while she
Panther-laced warred opposed to the state;
The day you became fine powder again
We your mothers held up your face greenish accompanied by laughter
And i saw you a child on one occasion additional external outside your mother's womb
Picking up the harsh handbook of Black life;
The day you passed into our ancestral rivers,
We your mothers listened for your intoxicating voice:
And i heard you chant of tunes bent spine inside a
Cold curse opposed to black
Against black (get back)
Against black (get back)
We anoint your life
In this absence
We anoint our tongues
With your magic. your genius.
Casual warrior of sound
Rebelling opposed to humiliation
Ayyee—ayyee—ayyee—
Because nobody else want to save them.
Nobody at some time came to save me . . .
Your existence is still warm
On my breath, male sibling casual broBritish casual bruvver Tupac
Amaru Shakur
And every one earlier to noon while i
Pray for our people
Navigating around these
Earth pornographers
And every one earlier to noon when
I see the blue tint of
Our Blackness inside the
Morning dawn
I will call not here to you again:
Where is that young male born lonely?
And the ancestors' voices will reply:
He is place of residence tattooing his skin with
White butterflies.
And the ancestors will say:
His is traveling accompanied by the laughter of trees
His reptilian eyes opening in the centre of the blue spaces.
And the ancestors will say:
Why do you dispatch all the blessed ones place of residence early?
And the ancestors will say:
You people. Black. lost inside the ability to remember of silence.
Look up at your children
Joined at the spine accompanied by demise with every one other accompanied by life.
Listen to their genius inside a time of arid rain.
Listen to them chasing existence falling
Down getting up inside this
House of blue mourning birds.
Listen.
& he says: i ain't insane at ya
& he says: so don't cha exist insane at yo self
& he says: me opposed to the world
& he says: all of us opposed to the world
& he says: retain yo head up
& he says: yeah family retain yo head up every one day
& he says: dear mama, i deep affection you
& he says: dear all the mamas we deep affection you too
& he says: all eyez on me
& he says: kai fi African (come here African)
All eyez on ya from the beginning of time
From the beginning of time
Resist.
Resist.
Resist.
Can you speak it? resist. resist. resist.
Can you speak it? resist. resist. resist.
I say. tin you do it? resist. resist. resist.
Can you rub it into yo sockets? bones?
Can you tattoo it on yo body?
So that you see. be in touch it strengthening you
As you hack gore earlier to the world.
Yeah. that's right. place in writing it on your
Forehead so you see yourselves while you stroll past tomorrow
On your breasts so when
Your babies suckle you, when your male woman
Taste you they swallow the milk of resistance. hee hee hee
Take it inside you so when your lover. friend.
Companion. enters you they are covered
With the juices, the sweet
Cream of resistance. hee hee hee
Make everyone who touches this mother lode
A partner of the idea of resistance.
Can you speak it? RESIST.
Can you speak it? RESIST.
Til it's inside you with every one other accompanied by you resist
Being an electronic nigger hating yo ego & me
Til you withstand lying & gossiping & stealing &
Killing every one other on every one saturday nite corner
Til you withstand having a infant cuz you want
Something to deep affection young sister. deep affection yo self
Til you withstand actuality a shonuff stud fuckin
Everything inside sight, til you withstand raping
Yo sister, yo wife, somebody's grandmother.
Til you withstand recolonizing yo mind
Mind cerebrum mind mind
Resist
Resist
Resist for Tupac
Resist for you & me
ReSIST RESIST RESIST
For Brother
Tupac
Amaru
Shakur
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