{WAKE UP MY BROTHER... PLEASE WAKE UP}

{WAKE UP MY BROTHER... PLEASE WAKE UP}
THE MUSIC...
http://youtu.be/iroNB8XCVxs

My brother lying cold in the street covered with a white sheet...He having been murdered by the system.
A Blue or red flag hanging from his back pocket.
His brains scrambled on the sidewalk... His blood trickling in the cracks to the gutter.
My brother murdered by the government and I see his hand peeking from beneath the sheet.
Blue and red flashes of light in the night.
My little brother shot down by the cops... Is this shit gonna ever change?
So insane that his life has the same value to the nigga's, to the cops, to the courts.
He deemed worthless has become a piece of meat feeding the beast... Machine.
A victim of our progression to the next level where we, my people seem to have swallowed the pill insanity.
Forgotten that it was our unity that kept us alive when it seemed that we would not make it thus far...
My brothers life crying softly talks to me and I wanna reach down and pick him up...
Carry him across the wasteland...
I warrior know that is not feasible... He needs to stand up.... Become reborn man.
Unafraid to be the brother and not the image nigga created in a brutal hue-man experiment...
How to turn a man into a savage animal roaming the cage ghetto...
Pacing back and forth cause he can't grasp the key as it dangles stacked in a library.
It on the isle discovery if only one were to look past his-story.
If I were an angel I would snatch his soul and take it to the seventh level of heaven where the light ablution shines.
These things I would do for my brother.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY