Poet (Black Bean) (feat. James Baldwin)

[James Baldwin & Milo]

It seems to me that the artist’s struggle

For his integrity

Is a kind of metaphor

Must be considered as a metaphor

For the struggle, which is universal and daily

Of all human beings on the face of this terrifying globe

To get to become human beings

It is not your fault, it is not my fault, that I write

I would never come before you

In the position of a complainant (complainant)

For doing something that I must do (that I must do)

I must do

[Milo]

Ghiath Matar is dead

Roses are not armour

In my neighbourhood, it was become a poet or a farmer

Welcome back avatar, Mevlevi whirling while I'm boiling a pacifier

Hold thyself like J'zargo in Winterhold

Reality, I'm in Fargo reading dinner poems

Wincing at the virtue signaling

Jejune is Dirk Diggler staring at the ceiling post-coitus

Swerving through moral detours most boistrous

Black beans and deco spilt on my loafers

I'm back on my Black Bukowski bullshit

Fuck your notepad, wrote a poem with a toolkit

Shocking moment as the pupil thought

Me and my niggas is a school of thought

Shocking moment as the pupil thought

Me and my niggas is a school of thought

[James Baldwin]

I wanna suggest that the poets

Are finally the only people who know the truth about us

Soldiers don't, statesmen don't, priests don't, union leaders don't

Only the poets, that's my first proposition

The second proposition

Is what I really want to get at tonight

And it sounds mystical

I think in a country like ours, in a time like this

When something awful is happening to a civilization

When it ceases to produce poets

And what is even more crucial

When it ceases in any way whatever to believe in the report

That only poets can make