The Shade Of The Joshua Tree
Joshua Tree, California
Where can I go…
To find… a place…
Where I can… live…
My life… in peace?
Where can I go…
To escape the injustice…
That continues to rot away
At my African-American Soul?
I am just a back broken black American wanting a stake…
Who’s trying to live my American life without the dents.
I just want to catch one 1% break…
To feel like my life’s worth two bloody cents.
Will anybody on the other side of The Joshua Tree…
Make the effort to include me in the game of American life?
How about allowing this 13% American refugee…
A slice of the guilt free American pie you enjoy without strife.
Where can I go to grow above the racial dividing pack?
I want to walk out my front door… without fear.
I want to go where I want to go without looking back…
To disrespect a zealot, hangout on a corner and praise a beer.
They only need one reason to incarcerate me.
The color of my skin gives them the reason to suspect me.
The worthless value of American black’s is too sad to see.
The tide is coming in and it is from a nasty, dirty sea!
Bullets fired from American guns strike everybody hard!
Ethnic crimes against themselves is a sad paradox, indeed.
I don’t need paranoid laws passed to target my regard.
How about a few realistic social realities to help us all succeed!
I’m a old black dude just trying to make through American life.
I never thought it would be this hard to give a good goddamn, in part!
They sure are making it harder to smile through the strife --
When they pass laws aimed at putting bullets into my black heart.
Where can I go…
To find… a place…
Where I can… live…
My life… in peace?
Where can I go…
To escape the injustice…
That continues to rot away
At my African-American Soul?
RLJ
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