we are the solar blak gold corona afro'd saints who came marchin in wit satchmo those who sold 'the souls of black folk' for stat's quo the saxo- anglicized WASPs in disguise who deny afrikan hive but by kill-or-be live and die the bluest third eye blond dyed nappy heads permanent fried buried alive yet still we rise firmament high the reason why the motherland cries maternity sighs eternalized slain youth the stray produce fresh fallen from the hang-noose strange fruit slave juice stains the root smothers the leaves blak bodies sway loose and struggle to breathe southern trees bleed heed incarnardine seeds we are sistas and brothas in breed 3/5ths hueman be'ng 40% somewhere between the extremes of ex-queens/kings and elohim in the scheme mathematical we're blak squared our roots are blak radicals amateural pro-blak least sponsored of the races melanated pale faces eracists with self-hatred.
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