Black Mystic Rising

Did you pray

Black folk be like "did you pray"

We cant help it because something in the blood remembers chains

Remembers being treated as a beast and feeling like them too

Remebers that rope, water, flags, crosses, white sheets and trees can be racist

We mourn with our whole chest

We just pour a lil out for everyone we have lost

We just throw cookouts knowing that everyone is broke

We dance like its our religion

And then ask "did you pray

Did you see god today

I went to church and couldn't find him

Did you see god today because i been lookin'

They took them all;

my father, mother, brother, sister son, daughter, cousin, friend, lover and myself from me

So did you find him, I've been looking

Promise I have.

I hope he's still here."