by Raymond Nat Turner
“In charged the black bourgeoisie's creme de la creme
Maneuvering madly to touch their Messiah's hem.”
They're Baaack...
by Raymond Nat Turner
Bogeyman defeated, they' d overcome their fears
And were baaaack partying, lord, four more years...
Like party peacocks prancing under artificial sun
Celebrating unlimited prospects – an eight year run
They came without woes and came without cares
Congressmen, mayors and multimillionaires
Parading and charading; charading and parading
Charading and parading; parading and charading
Letting their hair down and dropping their disguises
Jockeying for more subcontracts and more franchises
In charged the black bourgeoisie's creme de la creme
Maneuvering madly to touch their Messiah's hem
They came without woes and without cares
Congressmen, mayors and multimillionaires
Parading and charading; charading and parading
Charading and parading; parading and charading
Big Negroz, and even the small time ones he pimps
Bedecked in their resplendent gowns,tuxes and tails
Frantically elbowing one another to get a glimpse –
Watching freedom fighting leaders languish in jails...
Raymond Nat Turner (c) 2013 All Rights Reserved
Neoliberal capitalism is incapable of containing the pandemic or facilitating an economic recovery for the masses.
Rhythms of red, white, blue ‘party’ lights flashing beneath screaming sirens; The rush of warm crimson drawing 2, 4, 6, 8, 10—and then some…
The carceral class is made up of persons of African descent who are systematically stigmatized as unfit for freedom and deserving of the dehumanization that comes with being incarcerated.
The Democratic Party has seemingly accomplished the impossible – a revival of centrism in the midst of its collapse.
Indigenous and Afro-Bolivians spent every day resisting the coup to complete the socialist aspirations of their party.
