Still I Rise

Still I Rise

As they crush my bones
In agony I’m screaming
They burn and peel my hide
As they hide scheming
In remote fox holes
Swallowing psychoactive capsules
Those gangsters can’t see me happy
They’re pitiful and jealous
Stroke their egos like a phallus
Stuck in the middle of their temples
They ejaculate when they humiliate
Like a virus they spin rumors and conspire
I want peace, those arsonists worship fire
Like cowards they attack
Ambush me slash my back
Some bomb from drones and in covert war zones
Plot with friends and foes
Blind of mirrors, they spew toxic smoke
With vengence their eyes are soaked
With shame and guilt
They rope me in, like a pope
They cast judgements
Like a lasso around my throat
I choke
They won’t let me breathe in peace
In my own defense I’m not allowed to speak
They don’t hesitate with their hate
When they see me asphyxiate
They shoot, blow out my knees
Paralyze, to keep us weak
Turn my friendly smile into a frown
In debt and uncivil wars they keep us drowned
Oppress us with dictators cause we Brown

Still, they Can’t make me a skeptic with their septic attitude
I’m a monkey wrench who gets their system unglued
I’m a free man, not a fool
I rebel against their rule
They can’t enslave me or steal my balls
As I rise above it all

by Fazeel Chauhan

4-24-09