Something I Thought About Yesterday

While Our Boots Are Still Laced

The smell of gun powder

Burns his nose

His eyes are tightly closed

His fatigue drenched with his blood

And the blood of his men

"HOLD FAST

Hold Fast men,

We will never let them take

Us while our boots are still

Laced"

The flag will fly

Our lives we must give

Tears we will taste

And blood we will shed

But we must never let them

Take us while our boots are

Still laced

Thirsty ground drink our

Blood

Pitch black night took our

Souls

Steals of fire took our

Brothers

But we will not let them take us

While our boots are still laced

Once we were boys so young

And bold

Souls in our eyes always trying

To be so grown

Now here we are trying to

Hold on

Not giving up

Because they will never take

Us while our boots are

Still laced.

OH mama,

You turned your back,

Oh school, you have even closed

Your doors,

Mr. Police man you beat me with your

Hard billie club then lock me up in

Your cold brick and iron cell

Dam you society

I was only 14 years old,

I had not lived long enough to be myself

I was only what you wanted me to be

No longer can I go to school to learn

So I sell drugs at my uncle’s corner store

Every chance I’ve got I have to watch my back

Because the other brother on the next block may try to

Pop me with his glock

Oh dam you school,

You took my life

While the man in blue took my pride

Oh sweet mama,

You took a young mans hope,

Daddy left not because of me,

Yet you treat me as if I am him,

As I look up to the sky,

I try to find the GOD you made me close

My eyes and prayed to

Every night when I was just a little child

Well tonight I can not pray

See, the man in blue has his hard billie club

At my neck and a big black gun

Pointing in my face

For real mama,

I cannot pray tonight

But tomorrow mama,

Tomorrow I hope to get a second chance.