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"People say they don't care about politics; they're not involved or don't want to get involved, but they are. Their involvement just masquerades as indifference or inattention. It is the silent acquiescence of the millions that supports the system.
When you don't oppose a system, your silence becomes approval, for it does nothing to interrupt the system.
People use all sorts of excuses for the indifference. They even appeal to God as a shorthand route for supporting the status quo. They talk about law and order.
But look at the system, look at the present social "order" of society. Do you see God? Do you see law and order? There is nothing but disorder, and instead of law there is only the illusion of security. It is an illusion because it is built on a long history of injustices:
racism, criminality, and the enslavement and genocide of millions Many people say it's insane to resist the system, but actually, it is insane not to." -Mumia Abu-Jamal
...Political Power Comes From The
Barrel Of A Gun!
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"If a man is called to be a streetsweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the host of heaven and earth will pause to say, here lived a great streetsweeper who did his job well." -Martin Luther King, Jr.
"You Can't Have Revolution Without Bloodshed." -Anon. Man in Alabama.
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"There were lights and sirens, gunshots firin
Cover your eyes as I describe a scene so violent
Seemed like a bad dream,
she laid in a blood puddle
Blood bubbled in her chest, cold air brushed against open flesh
No room to rest,
pain consumed each breath
Shot twice wit her hands up
Police questioned but shot before she answered
One Panther lost his life,
the other ran for his
Scandalous the police were as they kicked and beat her
Comprehension she was beyond, tryna hold on
to life.
She thought she'd live with no arm that's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light Handcuffed tight to the bed, through her skin it bit Put guns to her head, every word she got hit 'Who shot the trooper?
they asked her Put mace in her eyes, threatened to blast her Her mind raced till things got still Opened her eyes, realized she's next to her best friend who got killed
She got chills, they told her: that's where she would be next Hurt mixed wit anger-survival was a reflex They lied and denied visits from her lawyer
But she was buildin as they tried to destroy her If it wasn't for this german nurse they woulda served her worse
I read this sister's story, knew that it deserved a verse I wonder what would happen if that woulda been me? All this shit so we could be free, so dig it, y'all." -Common