00:00Hey, my name is Lindo Kushe Kosh Mashega. I'm South African and I'm a word expressionist. Society calls me a poet.
00:09The storms of our forefathers' bones will tremble upon every young one of you, like the footsteps of an injured elephant stuck in your lazy damn pockets.
00:35Tsunami will asia its way to your minds and preach death upon your black conscience like the demean out of your politicians' mouths.
00:44They will seek your original philosophies. And out of the lungs of your toes you will send nothing.
00:51Because what you thought outlined you is traced back to their footprints, so blueprints are never better than duplicates, so fight this.
00:59You do not know what the hell you are nor about. Because our perceptions and behaviors have become crutches in our lives.
01:07The day we were conceived, our DNA was encrypted in our bloody body and veins. How dare our names be of doubt?
01:15When we are the thresholders of change, we spit fire and the arson of governance bows down to our shade.
01:22Light has already been obtained. We are free now.
01:26How so we are told, young man, who knows not of dog bites and your movement measured by the color of your skin.
01:33The world is your oyster. It is purposely eaten by the hands of the privileged. When last did you check your worth?
01:40Build self-construction and self-identity. What is the struggle of now?
01:45They are done with Gweda's generation. If itos could score, fees could fall. Covered in bigos' blood, where else could we go wrong?
01:53Take back your pride. Build stop nonsensees the size of our incog rights. Live the indisposable promises made on top of dead black people.
02:04People tables over voices that were supposed to protect us, but now fail to serve us when they see us.
02:13They see fading corpses. I will not be sunk as my ancestors long before our arrival.
02:21Forgotten manuscripts as lost diction. Oxford misconstrued Timbuktu.
02:28Didn't you remember Mansa? Musa?
02:35Weight to metric gold in the mind. The lies that bind. I'm missing chapters. Painted perspectives.
02:44Glance to downtrodden sight. Elevate with two steps. Elevate with two steps.
02:52Your soul carries more truth than ancient stars. We always remember your elemental form. The cosmos lives within your skin.
03:07My head has been up since Malcolm X seized. The falseness of our identity within to loosen the...
03:17Mmm.
03:18My head has been up since Malcolm X seized. You're the falseness of our identity to loosen your disrespect.
03:34My fate has always been to breathe underwater. Anticipation of breath is odd. Move within the stitches of time.
03:45Labor traded as diminished day. Hollow, hollow, hollow points. Lights lives in our songs. We, we breathe songs everywhere.
03:59There is an enchantment to our names. When, when they want to silence us.
04:09They bend their knees down our throats. Metamorphosis. We come back as anything. You will not end us.
04:24That was black child pride. We need to fix that sin. Such a sin being black.
04:34The next piece is called Kubo. Gana. Kubo. Enter them. Infiltrate. Go in. Don't be shy. You're okay.
04:51Take pride and insult it with the best description of fulfilled. Inherit and listen between signs of sealed prayers.
05:16Take your fears to the reality of your fight. Love yourself bare and dusty. Release the lioness to practice. I'm not scared anymore.
05:26I'm not scared anymore. This is me. Unapologetic and ready. No one can save you. May the galaxies fulfill its dreams upon all.
05:36I chose me. There's never been a better time to live than now.
05:41The rise of any phoenix is a revolution waiting to be set alight. I know the honor of truth now.
05:56The time is now. Now that I'm so wrong, the wrath of my sister. It's in the same way.
06:01And I haven't seen all of my sins with mercy. The truth now.
06:07I am so wrong, my wife.
06:09The time is now. Kubo.
06:11You
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