For the beaming rays, blinding my eyesight
For the bumper to bumper traffic
Yellin “This ain’t right!”
Turn my music up, gotta slap it
Calm my body from the fight or flight
For the potholes I’ll forever dodge you
Like you were never insight
For the broken gates, creating shortcuts
Roasting sessions
Little boy yellin
“You be on the short bus”
For the taco trucks
Calling my name
Creating my hunger
Empty pockets, so my head filled with wonders
For the bland broken houses with busted windows
For the vibes walkin down the street going with life’s flow
Cocky and confident like you know where to go
For the sideshow
Stench of smoke
burning eyes
Coughing lungs
Nothing left but tire tracks
For the moment of entertainment
Oakland,
All your negative perspectives
Unfitted
Your name will be uplifted
You are so much more
You are the core that
Built pathways for change
Nothing is ever out of range
Your beauty has become estranged
Oakland,
For the greedy politicians and dirty cops
They invade your space, almost suffocate
It won’t last long as you are the truth
You make fear run through
The disrespectful
Through the unreal, nonmoral having asses
Back them in a corner
Make their ears bleed
Make them cry until their souls scream
Make them regret the wrongs they have committed
So let history correct our current mistakes
Oakland,
For the Black Panther in you
Dangerous by look
Beautiful when observed
For the Black Panther in you
a voice that can be heard
through generations
a roar untamed to chaos
For the Black Panther in you
Fearless as a God moving to place order
Close the corridors
You will see that
Sleek, sharp fanged, and clawed beauty
be the successor
Oakland,
You are one that is tough to ignore
Oakland,
Remind everyone what you stand on, how you really get down
Oakland,
Remind everyone that you can be beautiful and peaceful like grazing the galaxy.
Oakland,
Remind everyone you are to be respected, cherished, and celebrated.
Oakland,
Remind everyone you create a part of them.
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