Don’t Turn ‘em loose, Child 

(spoken as Nat Turner’s grandmother)Depart from what you’ve always known as you soothe the ache in your mother’s backfor this fight you fight demands the stone.I’ve seen countless brethren broken and kneeledlash upon lash singing from relentless cracksDepart from what you’ve always known.& He hung that silvered moon as a shield & And by God, may it be enough to guide your tracksfor this fight you fight demands the stone.Blood runs and grows inside this field& where you sewed rice in your hair and made a pact& To depart from what you’ve always known.Let that hunger for freedom be your only meallet it fill your belly where there is lackfor this fight you fight demands the stone.& Repay how you must for your own killedas I give you my blessing for this attackdepart from what you’ve always knownfor this fight we must fight, demands the stone!The post Don’t Turn ‘em loose, Child  appeared first on The Atlanta Voice.