“My Dream Deferred When the Nightmare Occurred” 

                                      You locked out of the American Dream                          you not by yourself
you been brought up in a social economical deprived community
that’s how America put it
When you come from the gutter
When you come from nothin

You know the bottom, like a free slave after Proclamation 95
Roaming free around with nothin,
Not a pot to piss in; nor, a window to throw it out
Don’t own shit but the clothes on your back
Oh! My bad, you wear American orange; nostalgia
Remembering stripes, black and white

Lift your head,
You saw it coming; everyday
1 out of 3 of you
America locks away everyday

You were hungry and did what you did
You were cold and did what you did
You black in America, disparities on punishment
You can’t do what you did

Your American Dream is of America
American, land of the free
Freedom, so you can do whatever the you want, huh!
So, you dream big, set goals
Goals, like dreams, drive you further in life.

Don’t let America kill your Dreams
You know how it used to be; oh, you don’t
America is freedom, like an eagle soaring the azure sky
Full of hope and aspiration

America can kill your Dreams
You know how it used to be; as always
Your freedom is like a dark endless hole, draining your illusion
Being caged is killing your very existence

Built by your people, the black people you mirror
America is the home Africans built for free”
You a young boy, you think America owe you something
You look at me, you see the grey in the beard,

And know “America owe me something”

Africans never ask for this shit!  Just brought over here
Snatched up from free lands, and just brought over here
To build America, home of the free
Your family built this place
My peoples that’s connected to your family
Built America, and made it possible for you to dream

Why you got that look on your face?
Lol, just like an American, worried about the money
Well America aint’ pay your peoples nothin
Forced labor; involuntary labor; that’s what call slavery

Slavery was born
You hook a mule to a plow, to make work easier
You hook a horse to a buggy to make work easier
Put Africans in a field to make work easier

Whip all animals viciously for best results
Everyday all day, forced, controlled, lifeless Africans
Built America,
America was so beautiful, your peoples stayed.

1865 meant no slavery or involuntary servitude
Work must be met with consideration
America needs money and workers
So, slavery new name in 2019 is mass incarceration

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When a dream is deferred by a country sworn to protect you, what do you do?

“Locked in a Nightmare”

I know, you part of the movement
Oh! You not political
You are now a social movement
#BlackLivesMatter#, YourLifeMatter

You were born in America, with rights
Don’t Matter Black man!
Citizenship comes with natural rights,
Rights of everyone, Not only whites

They beat you, shoot you
Lock you up, put you in cage
Ravage your body with bullets, like 20 shots
Who the hell is in a rage?
Willie, Ryan Brandon, LaQuan, Jamarion, JaQuavion,

16 shots rang out, smoke clears, you hit
They deliberately snuffed out your life.
And they get away with that shit
“ALL AQUITTED! No evidence of wrong doing Police are in the right”
Brothers are gone from families, no longer here to fight the fight
Devon, Travon, Michael, Terrence, Keith, Jordan,

I guess you lucky, naw boy you blessed
You know Eric, they was choking him
You can’t breathe, you can’t breathe,
11times You said, I can’t breathe!

Living this nightmare in America, naw you not blessed
Last time Americans needed Africans, you now the slogan
America needs you
Like a slave in 1819, work the field, forced laborers, Massa get paid
Like a prisoner in 2019, work the field, leased labors, Institutions get paid

The look on your face, says it all, you scared
You weren’t ready for this fall, you realize your situation
Yes, it’s unfair, racial disparities, police brutality
It all makes your life insanely unclear.

Listen to the Old head please
5 grams got you 5years, mandatory sentence for you Blacman
What?  You not them!  This is mandatory
Whitman had 500 grams and got 5 years, mandatory differences

You have no voice, you hate yourself
This continuous cycle breaks you down
Crackhead mama, absent dad, stereotype, don’t get mad
you sell, she use, thank God neither of you are laying facedown
Benjamin, Ezell, Powell, Granton, Hart.

2.3 million of you lock up like animals
Lock in prisons, working plantations
Iron cages keeping you from family and loved ones
Destroying your very existence.

More of you are lock up now, than it were slaves
Don’t cry, don’t budge, never let them see you fold
You are not broken, your life matters
This racial caste system, is the climax of social control
If you not locked away in a cell, like right now
Then Blacman you are now on parole

Your life as a convicted felon, limited rights
Do you think you free, somethings are hindsight?
Go try to vote, I don’t think you can
Need somewhere to live, you on your own man
You hungry, really hungry, that’s what happen before
You apply for food stamps, but Clinton shut that door
You want a better life, you decide to go to school
But there’s no financial aid, you missed out that too.
Only thing left is get a bullshit job, no matter what the pay
But when you check The Box, companies look at like you crazy
Then send you on your way

Well you have #BlackLivesMatter#
Please, let me know what they do?
It’s the new social movement, like the civil rights movement
Please, let me know what they do?
This is America’s broken system, a caste of racial discrimination
In the Age of Colorblindness and Mass Incarceration