LET MY BROTHER LIVE
(A poem I wrote for my brother Kenneth “Haramia” Foster Jr.)
Let my brother live
What has he done to you
You
Who has killed
and killed
and killed
Innocent men, women, and children
You
Need to lay on that gurney
You
Need that needle
I bet if he made you some money
You’ll keep him alive
Damn snakes
You
Have the nerve to step on the poor
Imperialistic bastard
How do you justify killing a man of his stature
You know he showed you
What you said he couldn’t do
CHANGE
He is the black Robin Hood
Took from the oppressor and gave to the oppressed
Took what
Knowledge, understanding, education
That’s why
That’s why you try
That’s why you try to murder my brother
You have a history of it
You’ve killed some of the best
Now you try to kill one of the best
Do it like a man
Go hand-to-hand
I’ll never understand
He has everything to give
Let my brother live
Jasiri Kilinda Watu
aka Christopher A. Young
#999508 Polunsky Unit
3872 FM 350 S.
Livingston, TX 77351 U.S.A.
E-mail: Christopher.Anthony.Young@gmail.com
D.R.I.V.E.
DEATH Row INNER-COMMUNALIST VANGUARD ENGAGEMENT
