03-25-2013, 05:31 AM
I've seen you.
Naked and new.
Like a baby bird freshly due
in a starless night
Left you in a belligerent fright
because you knew
that birds were meant to fly.
But didn't know how to get to the sky.
Not knowing why.
Baby,
you needed help.
Learned to be a man
from street gang entrepreneurs
with saboteur mentalities.
Having no family
to make life feel like home,
you didn't know
about the catacomb waiting for us.
What our people couldn't discuss
But listen,
they had given us nothing to lose
and everything to prove.
You want to be a man?
Don't follow their plan.
Liquor. Guns. Drugs.
They're just sweeping us under their rugs.
Look.
I know we are lovers
from two different trees
but, I can't let you be plagued
with this disease.
We love you.
If not me,
or your race,
do this for her.
She may not know who you are,
but she'll know who you were.
I'm not saying you will die.
Baby,
we were meant for the sky
and even though you may not make it,
it's worth a try.
She can't live like this!
I refuse!
Our daughter is not just another pawn for them to use!
Long ago,
they planned our destinies
banking on our pedigrees
to have already taken care
of the "little black problem".
No,
they didn't think
that we would blossom.
So baby,
even if they didn't set our nests high enough
for us to stay in the sky long enough,
you have to fly.
We have to defy their theory.
Clear this dreary future
and remember this bleary past.
Create something that's bound to last
because we are going to fly.
Tame that wild blue yonder
so our kids will never have to ask why.
Naked and new.
Like a baby bird freshly due
in a starless night
Left you in a belligerent fright
because you knew
that birds were meant to fly.
But didn't know how to get to the sky.
Not knowing why.
Baby,
you needed help.
Learned to be a man
from street gang entrepreneurs
with saboteur mentalities.
Having no family
to make life feel like home,
you didn't know
about the catacomb waiting for us.
What our people couldn't discuss
But listen,
they had given us nothing to lose
and everything to prove.
You want to be a man?
Don't follow their plan.
Liquor. Guns. Drugs.
They're just sweeping us under their rugs.
Look.
I know we are lovers
from two different trees
but, I can't let you be plagued
with this disease.
We love you.
If not me,
or your race,
do this for her.
She may not know who you are,
but she'll know who you were.
I'm not saying you will die.
Baby,
we were meant for the sky
and even though you may not make it,
it's worth a try.
She can't live like this!
I refuse!
Our daughter is not just another pawn for them to use!
Long ago,
they planned our destinies
banking on our pedigrees
to have already taken care
of the "little black problem".
No,
they didn't think
that we would blossom.
So baby,
even if they didn't set our nests high enough
for us to stay in the sky long enough,
you have to fly.
We have to defy their theory.
Clear this dreary future
and remember this bleary past.
Create something that's bound to last
because we are going to fly.
Tame that wild blue yonder
so our kids will never have to ask why.

