Identity

There is something fading. . .fast. . .the morality of what could be has been left in the not so distant past. Development of lands. . .robbed the people from identity and washed their sense of self completely out. We act the same, we don’t look anything alike, we strive for the same things and so many of us don’t realize the larger fight has been designed to destroy. . .life has been surrounded and handed to us in decoys and we are so blind we can’t see and don’t realize there is a ploy. The plot to undiscover because the fact is so much has been polluted into the air and instead of breathing we are dying. Dying to know what is true and what is reality and the truth of the matter is we live in insanity but we never planned to be this unaware because it’s time to understand this life isn’t fair because we act the same but we really don’t, and we look like the sun rising in the horizon beautifully kissed by the rays that remind us of who we once were before Cook came over on the boat to terrorize and humiliate us to tell us our very existence was a sin and see this is where religion becomes a blur. . .Our language is not your language, tradition and culture remnants of the southern tips where melanin dispersed and touched the very edges of the earth. . .My ancestors will always remain in my very soul, your ancestors will remain in my very soul, we are one in the same, we have different names we have the same bloodline. . .dark, deep, sense of freedom. . . the blood will remain through the very depths of me and I will continue to tell you until everyone sees that resistance is for everyone. . .trust and believe.