DIALLO 41
By Olumide Ted Wilson
Prelude
In the natural order of things, we understand should we live so long we will have to bury our grandparents, parents and their contemporaries, i.e., aunts, uncles, older cousins and such. We understand also, though heartbreaking, we may have to bury our mate, siblings, and close friends. In this world of relations, the most heart-wrenching experience is to bury an offspring. Carried to the Nth degree. For a mother to bury her child as a result of an unwarranted attack is emotionally irreconcilable. This is for the mothers.
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Akmedd Amadouuu Diallo
Ahmed Amadou Diallo
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Fuckin’ dirtbag piece a shit
Black bastard garbage eatin’ cocksucka
Amadou Amadou Amadou Amadou
Oh my GOD what have you done
Amadou Amadou Amadou Amadou
Oh my GOD LORD SAVIOR JEEZUS
From a quiet place
In a little village
came a little boy
from a quiet place
in a loving family
came a peaceful man
Ahmed Amadou Dgiallo
from the continent of Africa
from a country called Guinea
a sensitive little fellow came
carrying his quietness his love
ambition and peace
Searching for a new land
a new beginning
GOD FEARING law-abiding
A young African man
a young black man
a young non-european man
a young non-white man
carrying only love ambition
Everybody knows Africans
are docile in america
everybody knows Africans
don’t oppose white people in america
everybodypowpowpowpowpowpow
knowspowpowpowpowpowpowpow
Africanspowpowpowpowpowpow
In New York Citypowpowpow
powpowpow powpowpow powpowpow
are deathlypowpowpow powpowpow
afraid pow pow pow of cops POW
OH MY GOD what have you done
No gun! No gun? Nogun nogun
so what? Pieceashit fuckin’
animal I feel good
you know all them people is guilty
give him a gun no
Give him a gun no
give him a beeper looks like
sounds like fuck it
we made a mistake
no mistake we own the night
you know a nigguh witta beeper
is guilty of sumptin
looks like sounds like
man, I feel good
we own the night
From a quiet little place
a sensitive man is riddled
forty-one fired from four
peace officers crouched behind
fascist attitudes
Forty-one bullets wildly
fired at a peaceful
village where okra and tomatoes
are made with love
forty -one attempts to conquer
eliminate a symbol of whatever
this distorted view of malfunctioning
error created by a disgruntled computer programmer
four imperialist mutants experimenting
testing the live emotions of new African-
americans maybe to be
nineteen flesh piercing
UGH PINGPOW POPPOW SPLOOSHPOW SPLOOSH
SPLOOSH SPLOOSHPOW POWPINGPOW SPLOOSH
POWSPOOSHPING PINGSPLOSH SPLOOSH Spine
Severed Stomach Head Fingers Knees Back
Neck Eyes Throat Feet Shins Buttocks
Groin Ears Nose Eyes and Heart
Sploosh Sploosh Sploosh
Amadou Amadou from your place
in the sun you must fire back
bring molten lava down upon
this slimebucket mentality
Hale retaliatory bolts of termination
up through rotten gut dog lapping
sheep cloning diseased representations
of god only knows and even He is baffled
From your place among the ancestors lead
us not into destruction but
deliver us into the laboratories to find
an antidote that will destroy this poison
that permeates our planet and threatens
the universe so we may redeem our lives
and return to a level of sanity
indicative of truth
justice and a human way of living
No justice! No peace!
I said no justice no peace
Not just us to get peace
Let pus roll out of bowels of these degenerate rulers of hate
With their superior view of god’s
intention for the world
and their liberal supporters
who are pillars of cow dung
this illness stands upon
Amadou from your place among
The nkisi bring down spirits to
unlock the prisons of our minds
so we may place these aliens
in the conjure pot acidifying
no trace of their ever existing
never again return
and we shall reclaim the night
Then clean us clean us well
let no remains of this awful
disease reside even in our memory
as the dawn unfolds a healthy
shining day.
No justice! No peace!
By Olumide Ted Wilson
Prelude
In the natural order of things, we understand should we live so long we will have to bury our grandparents, parents and their contemporaries, i.e., aunts, uncles, older cousins and such. We understand also, though heartbreaking, we may have to bury our mate, siblings, and close friends. In this world of relations, the most heart-wrenching experience is to bury an offspring. Carried to the Nth degree. For a mother to bury her child as a result of an unwarranted attack is emotionally irreconcilable. This is for the mothers.
Ahmedddd Amsdouuuuu Dgiallooo
Akmedd Amadouuu Diallo
Ahmed Amadou Diallo
freeze nigger freeze
‘scuse me PowPowPowPowPow
PowPowPowPOwPOWPOW
UGHPOWPOWPOWPOW
PowPowPow
POwPOwPOw
POWPOWPOWPOWPOW
POWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOW
POWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOW
Fuckin’ dirtbag piece a shit
Black bastard garbage eatin’ cocksucka
Amadou Amadou Amadou Amadou
Oh my GOD what have you done
Amadou Amadou Amadou Amadou
Oh my GOD LORD SAVIOR JEEZUS
From a quiet place
In a little village
came a little boy
from a quiet place
in a loving family
came a peaceful man
Ahmed Amadou Dgiallo
from the continent of Africa
from a country called Guinea
a sensitive little fellow came
carrying his quietness his love
ambition and peace
Searching for a new land
a new beginning
GOD FEARING law-abiding
A young African man
a young black man
a young non-european man
a young non-white man
carrying only love ambition
Everybody knows Africans
are docile in america
everybody knows Africans
don’t oppose white people in america
everybodypowpowpowpowpowpow
knowspowpowpowpowpowpowpow
Africanspowpowpowpowpowpow
In New York Citypowpowpow
powpowpow powpowpow powpowpow
are deathlypowpowpow powpowpow
afraid pow pow pow of cops POW
OH MY GOD what have you done
No gun! No gun? Nogun nogun
so what? Pieceashit fuckin’
animal I feel good
you know all them people is guilty
give him a gun no
Give him a gun no
give him a beeper looks like
sounds like fuck it
we made a mistake
no mistake we own the night
you know a nigguh witta beeper
is guilty of sumptin
looks like sounds like
man, I feel good
we own the night
From a quiet little place
a sensitive man is riddled
forty-one fired from four
peace officers crouched behind
fascist attitudes
Forty-one bullets wildly
fired at a peaceful
village where okra and tomatoes
are made with love
forty -one attempts to conquer
eliminate a symbol of whatever
this distorted view of malfunctioning
error created by a disgruntled computer programmer
four imperialist mutants experimenting
testing the live emotions of new African-
americans maybe to be
nineteen flesh piercing
UGH PINGPOW POPPOW SPLOOSHPOW SPLOOSH
SPLOOSH SPLOOSHPOW POWPINGPOW SPLOOSH
POWSPOOSHPING PINGSPLOSH SPLOOSH Spine
Severed Stomach Head Fingers Knees Back
Neck Eyes Throat Feet Shins Buttocks
Groin Ears Nose Eyes and Heart
Sploosh Sploosh Sploosh
Amadou Amadou from your place
in the sun you must fire back
bring molten lava down upon
this slimebucket mentality
Hale retaliatory bolts of termination
up through rotten gut dog lapping
sheep cloning diseased representations
of god only knows and even He is baffled
From your place among the ancestors lead
us not into destruction but
deliver us into the laboratories to find
an antidote that will destroy this poison
that permeates our planet and threatens
the universe so we may redeem our lives
and return to a level of sanity
indicative of truth
justice and a human way of living
No justice! No peace!
I said no justice no peace
Not just us to get peace
Let pus roll out of bowels of these degenerate rulers of hate
With their superior view of god’s
intention for the world
and their liberal supporters
who are pillars of cow dung
this illness stands upon
Amadou from your place among
The nkisi bring down spirits to
unlock the prisons of our minds
so we may place these aliens
in the conjure pot acidifying
no trace of their ever existing
never again return
and we shall reclaim the night
Then clean us clean us well
let no remains of this awful
disease reside even in our memory
as the dawn unfolds a healthy
shining day.
No justice! No peace!