Get You

Sometimes it’s hard for me

To be where I need to be

For me to get you

I don’t get you

Sometimes it’s hard for me

To be where I need to be

For me to get you

I don’t get you

Sometimes it’s hard for me

To be where I need to be

For me to get you

I don’t get you

What if we had

The time

(Truth is, the time’s ours to take)

The space

Desire

And fire

(Got to ignite)

To burn thru

What We learn

Truly Stands

In the way

(Looking in the mirror)

The rules

Only apply

To fools

Trapped in the game

(Get out, get out, get out)

Sometimes it’s hard for me

To be where I need to be

For me to get you

I don’t get you

Sometimes it’s hard for me

To be where I need to be

For me to get you

I don’t get you

Tickled to pass

A test

Settling for less than best

Taught to be taught

And not to learn

Pawns patiently on the front line

Wait your motherfuckin’ turn

Never making space

They put you in your place

And let you waste away

Long live the powers that be

They’ll give you voice

But no/know, you have no say

Until you choose

To loose The noose

And stop calliing your chains your style

I’ll catch you on the flip

Take these deuces

Imma dip

Sometimes it’s hard for me

To be where I need to be

For me to get you

I don’t get you

Sometimes it’s hard for me

To be where I need to be

For me to get you

I don’t get you

Sometimes it’s hard for me

To be where I need to be

For me to get you

I don’t get you

Sometimes it’s hard for me

To be where I need to be

For me to get you

I don’t get you

I forgive you ‘cause I can’t forget you

I’ve tried to

But in doing so I lied to myself

And living a lie is harder than dying for the Truth which has yet to make US… Truly free

And after all,

Hard as it may be

To see past your blind spots

Which historically erase me

Making way for regulation, legislation, and at this point

My anticipation of new ways for you to hate me

Without ever having to face me

Because you’re too afraid and ashamed to look at yourself

So yes I forgive you

And yes I’ll continue

In spite of self,

To help you embrace the shame

In the name of uncovering, discovering, and

Putting an end to the suffering

MOVE, GET UP!!!

YOU’RE SMOTHERING YOURSELF!

I CANT FUCKING BREATHE

And uncomfortable as it may be

Neither of us can leave

Until WE accept that this is OUR problem!

OURS to solve, OURS to see

OURS to taste, OURS to feel,

HOURS to commit,

HOURS, DAYS, WEEKS, YEARS, LIFETIMES to actively engage if WE are to heal

THIS SHIT IS REAL

And YES WE

Have made it a big deal

So if you hear any one or sum of us

Say, “This is your problem to fix”

Move past feeling attacked

Move right past the lack of understanding keeping you from seeing that

These words are FACTS

This is your problem to fix

Because all lives matter

So Black Lives matter

As a matter of fact

And reiterated as

Black Lives Matter

As an unfortunately necessary redundancy

In pursuit of what WE aiming for

Sometimes it’s hard for me

To be where I need to be

For me to get you

I don’t get you

After all

We are “WE”...

Are we?

Sometimes it’s hard for me

To be where I need to be

For me to get you

I don’t get you

I’m done trying to get you

It’s time for you to get me

See where that gets us

For those of you that need to hear me say it

I’m more hurt than I am angry

For those of you that hear me

Well… You know what I’m saying