50 Shots Heard All Around the World.

50 shots ran through his body
Quicker than the nutrients from an IV
Each bullet heated up a different piece of his flesh on that cold night
As he grasped tightly to his wallet, while 3 men in blue reloaded in this unevenly matched gunfight
Nine millimeter ammunition piercing the body of the would be groom
But the only gown this man would see was waiting for him in the emergency room
And the next time he would wear a tuxedo is when his body would marry the tomb
All because 3 men with badges were injected with 400 years of hate
Aiming to annihilate one more porch monkey, indigenous to the tri-state
Trading in whips and chains, for handcuffs and assault riffles
Wiping the dust off of Jim Crow documents and putting down Torahs Qur’ ans and Bibles
And they would rather hear shots ring out as they headed towards Sean Bell, than calls to prayers, daily Shacharits and church bells ring.
No police have been convicted for the murders of Oscar Grant and Sean Bell, nor the beatings of my uncle and Rodney King.
Mass killing happen everyday, countrywide
But we live in a Nation that cannot recognize its own Genocide
So, how many more must be injured? How many more must die?
How many more broken families? Leaving our women to cry…
Its time for us to do away with the who, what when, where and how.
Ask no more questions for the Revolution is NOW!
Its time for “Each one to teach one”
And focus on the real target, and to stop killing ourselves with AIDS, drugs and guns
Time to put down the game controllers, the remotes, and that Fucking Crackberry
And fight for whats right, “By Any Means Necessary!”

-Ibrahim Abdul-Salaam Ramzy
Andhegetsthegirl