Ise Lyfe
WE EXIST
WE EXIST
We exist
In dark rooms we bring the light into
Skin wrapped around bones
We drape ourselves in fly guy, she slick n' sly clothes
The outfits of those who rarely fit in and later thank God for that
After the pain
Not biologically
But undeniably
We are all twins
A million twins
Seeing each other in each other
We all have “fuck the system” in our system
We have that in common
We listen to Common, Nas, MIA, and Lupe is the shit
We can't front on Jay Z either
Aside from the hype we be meeting
In dark rooms
We bring the light into
Hovered over tables
In meetings that never seem to go anywhere, but always take us somewhere
Someone has to say something
So we were born
This is a sacred dialogue
I see me in ya'll
Glowing from our stomachs and the top of our faces
We burn sage
Bring our ghost into the spaces they call...venues
Does this look like a show to you?
We are the pollen of the indigenous flowers rooted deep in fertile soil
Trampled on by the tramplers
Who come from lands where the soil isn't fertile at all
But these flowers still grow
That pollen still blows
Words reach out like branches
Flows blow like leaves
Can't you see
I'm POET-TREE
Organizers organizing and that part doesn't have a thing to do with a poem or a painting
A rap
Or song
We are the gift
Light a flame,
Sit in front of it with your eyes closed and you'll remember your ascension
You are the gift
We are the gift sent unwrapped
So we wrap skin around our bones
Drape ourselves in fly clothes
Knowing we never fit
Because we were sent