And here is what you see is me and me and me and me
and even the police are me. Don’t you see? Don’t you see?
This violence lives in everything.
I breathe and sink my teeth
into warm skin (brown skin/white skin)
it’s all just skin, pigmented.
The movement is beginning again
but this time it is moving our minds, fermentating,
growing, changing thought and they float like dreams.
Clouds in our faces blocking the scene.
Guts spilled out on cement,
We are drunk on this hatred.
My bones are spliting in half, can’t you see my face?
We’re crying rivers through the blood on the streets.
Oscar Grant was a sacrifice
and I’ll be the next one on the altar to die.
I am bigger than this reality,
I know I’m still invisible now but my time is coming.
I know that the FBI will find me,
cos you see
I am you and you and you and you
and I’ll never really die as long as you revive me.