Say Their Names

As I watch cumulus clouds roll in from the west
I work to find empathy but know myself best
As a poor young mother lays her child on her breast
We kill dark people, blindly laying justice to rest
Rest
Rest

As fruit of hate grows because hatred is sewn
As the powerful laugh and the poor mothers moan
Opportunity shrunken and poverty grown
Corruption the skin covers supremacy bone
Bone
Bone

We once amassed property in human form
We once trade people for cotton and corn
The dirt under foot that was frozen is warm
The seeds of hate fruiting can't weather the storm
Storm
Storm

Just look at us now, all silent and meek
The work of a year can be done in a week
To silence the voices emboldened to speak
Beholden to black blood beginning to leak
Leak
Leak

So keep eating every morsel you can
From salt of the earth to the fat of the land
And know your demise will be from your own hand
Just know it has all gone according to plan
Just know it has all gone according to plan
If you don't already know on which side you stand
Just know it has all gone according to plan
Plan
Plan
Plan
Plan