Joecool Lorenzo

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Black is Karma

By Joecool Lorenzo

The sun feels cold
It needs me to heat up
It needs me to speak up
I get on stage, and my mind flame up
Hands to the mic and my lips flare up
My brain becomes a volcano
Erupting lavas of truth
Lavas of pain, of police depriving us of our youth
And I cannot shut up
Silence becomes compromise
Bang! Bang!
Two Black bodies commercialize
Bang! Bang!
Police brutalize {brutal lies}
And the law roars in silence.
We seek no vengeance
We seek no War
“Black is karma,
We will even the Score”


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