I dream things that never were, and ask why not?"
- Robert F. Kennedy
THE DREAM LIVES ON: IN MEMORY OF MLK JR
January 30, 2008
| For Sweet Honey in the Rock
by Sonia Sanchez
I’m gonna Stay on the battlefield I’m gonna Stay on the battlefield I’m gonna Stay on the battlefield til I die.
I’m gonna Stay on the battlefield I’m gonna Stay on the battlefield I’m gonna Stay on the battlefield til I die.
i had come into the city carrying life in my eyes amid rumors of death, calling out to everyone who would listen it is time to move us all into another century time for freedom and racial and sexual justice time for women and children and men time for hands unbound i had come into the city wearing peaceful breasts and the spaces between us smiled i had come into the city carrying life in my eyes. i had come into the city carrying life in my eyes.
And they followed us in their cars with their computers and their tongues crawled with caterpillars and they bumped us off the road turned over our cars, and they bombed our buildings killed our babies, and they shot our doctors maintaining our bodies, and their courts changed into confessionals but we kept on organizing we kept on teaching believing loving doing what was holy moving to a higher ground
even though our hands were full of slaughtered teeth but we held out our eyes delirious with grace. but we held out our eyes delirious with grace.
I’m gonna treat everybody right I’m gonna treat everybody right I’m gonna treat everybody right til I die.
I’m gonna treat everybody right I’m gonna treat everybody right I’m gonna treat everybody right til I die.
come. i say come, you sitting still in domestic bacteria come. i say come, you standing still in double-breasted mornings come. i say come, and return to the fight. this fight for the earth this fight for our children this fight for our life we need your hurricane voices we need your sacred hands
i say come, sister, brother to the battlefield come into the rain forests come into the hood come into the barrio come into the schools come into the abortion clinics come into the prisons come and caress our spines
i say come, wrap your feet around justice i say come, wrap your tongues around truth i say come, wrap your hands with deeds and prayer you brown ones you yellow ones you black ones you gay ones you white ones you lesbian ones
Comecomecomecomecome to this battlefield called life, called life, called life….
I’m gonna stay on the battlefield I’m gonna stay on the battlefield I’m gonna stay on the battlefield til I die.
I’m gonna stay on the battlefield I’m gonna stay on the battlefield I’m gonna stay on the battlefield til I die. |




