That new millennium dime/
this one
a defining dime
like when you look back and see
you/got grown/learned sumthin/
this one was not hollow/ but it didn’t smell like an unill wind
you had to dig deep/shit got lost
hot buttered soul/the godfather of soul/ms. abbey
michael moon walked into immortality/we lost shit
rights/innocence/the ability to pretend ignorance/
descendants of stolen afrikans lost centuries of ground
and the house on it
we lost shit
stelly/graham/grant/tucker/
the hood is on fire
the cowboys have come to settle the land
in west oakland/south berkeley/east oakland/hunters point
easy access baby
you moved to antioch
fresno/
sacramento/
out to bay point/
the police and the army merged
dsa/hsa/fbi/cia/opd/hap/fu
skip to my motha killinnnnng lou
shoot you/ ya mama/ and ya baby cousin too/
need a muzzle on the army/on my street/
nasty buiznezz this dime
mask off
in the street/ do you hear me now/
talkin to you/ what time do you think it is?/ kinda dime
you still here?/how long/
ya think its bad now/
wait till the smoke clears/
should have listened/opened your eyes/now you in the forest
somebody stole the breadcrumbs/and the rose garden closed for good
heavy dime
allthechangeyoucanmake
obama
onedayuwill
hard dime/hit the bottom/keep on conning
wanna rub his head
he just a man
made
the band is playin
we all just dancin
don’t hate/he got a big dance floor/dont hate/same dance floor you been bleedin on/you can hate/but you gonna pay for the wax & the tap shoes / thats this dime
last breath kinda hustle
watch the lights go out
gotta blame somebody
clean out the safe and give
that harvard nigga the keys
somebody gotta take the fall
poor skip gates kinda dime
jaileveryotherblackmanyousee
if you can’t kill em where they stand kinda dime/
heavy/
don’t talk/reading this poem might cost you a job dime/
that new milli dime weighs a ton
might drop on you/
make a 5 star general resign/saw something
condelessa didn’t see/or saw pass/hell of a dime
bushes/a brother/bombs/bankruptcy/
/where were we/
talkin bout that dime
where prophets words/ were prophetic
/but only rich folks profited/
true soothsayers remain
invisible/ to the deaf/unheard/ by the blind/marginalized
by the puppeteers/
the wolves/
who watch us sheep/
little need/ we sleep on our feet/
heavy dime/a decade
where decadance & madness/paired- a lopsided dance/copious
consumption/ chased by need/seeded in the belly/
of those/never meant to have/ever/bitter
roots and poisoned fruit/the gun
is loaded/johnny cant read/but he can shoot
wounded dreams explode/it was up hill both ways/the load was always heavy/
take em for the funeral plots they brought
the dead don’t know
zombie times/hard to tell the dead from the living/standing round talking bout nuthin
while the forest heats to a boil/feed em fish/let em die/free the land/resettle it/
currency over/flags/culture/ethics/people
world got smaller dime/we can all get it
make you wanna hollar/they watch and put it on the news/shoot up your funeral dime
heavy/johnny got plymouth rock tied to his neck/he waited too long to go/
hung around too long/mad sheep dis-ease/we hung around too long
the wolves are laughing and night is still falling.
Heavy.
The Dime is one of the poems from That New Millennium Dime Collection.
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