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There once was a King
and boy could he sing
"I have a dream"
how come this
dream isn't real?
let me break it down
here's the deal
shot down
still watchin'
the marchin' man
Atlanta shoe shine
white skin head
hooded mask man
got a task
burnin' a church
and doin' a search
there's a hangin' in the
air
do you care
or dare, share
in UNITY and PEACE?
politician release
their eyes don't see
sayin' no such thing
as a black king
he is too real
to deal with!
They shot King down
couldn't have him around
enemy hate crime ammo
shot down democracy
replaced it with hypocrisy
catch my drift, got my riff
of this song?
won't be long
another sings KING'S song
'cause we have a dream
and we're not just marchin'
but building the DREAM
United..hand in hand
the land of democracy
and freedom of speech
Yea, right!
Still singin' and marchin'
Onna Move!
Trudi Blue/ Blue T
copyright 2006
Dedicated to "Build the
Dream Project", the KING Family, Rosa Parks,
Morris Dees, SLPC, Civil
Rights Memorial Center, and ALL the Brothers and Sisters who
march together Teaching Tolerance...to catch this DREAM.
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The KNEE
standing stiff
white made ice
ice sculptures
of human flesh
in a museum of
American history
forgotten
the view
covered up
The KNEE
a real massacre
wounded
in whipping winds
of blood bath bullets
The KNEE
burning fire
blocked out foundation
of church
rock solid
no name
many names
wooden crosses
gracing the grounds
ancestors chain linked
by a fence
with Prayer ties blowing
The KNEE
forming clouds
of winged smoke
aged leaf crumpled
Sacred Pipe filled
pipe stone bowl
sending smoke
and pure Prayer
of struggling sweat
The KNEE wounded
Wounded KNEE
healing the Hoop
mending mingle
with the Spirits
wounds boxed up
sealed bandage of sage
and our Prayer
can you feel
the rattle and drum
of wounded bones
preserved in RED SNOW?
The KNEE?
Trudi Blue/ Blue T
copyright 1999.
"Wakan Tanka
Unsimala Ye
Wakan tanka
Wanikta ca
Hey ya Hey ya"__Lakota
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