|Alabamans liked the federal response when tornado after tornado ripped through our state, yet they didn't react with same swift humane when Sandy hit the northeast.
Majority of folk in Alabama won't change, they live in stupid fantasy, superiority, and exceptional ism; they live in their mythology of smug, superstitious religiosity which rejects ideals of Jesus, rejects facts and science with same ferocity.
To the woman friend who tells me to speak sweeter, catch more flies with honey, I say that it's been tried, President Obama tried for four years, and now some on the right repay him with talk of impeachment.
These aren't flies, dearie, flies more humane; these stupid, dense, rigid ideological, some racist, humans would rather suffer than support a black man whose policies may help them.
I'm a problem too, I say they won't change
and they prove me right not noble.
I can't continue this rant. I'm wrong too though much I say true.
I feel vengeance within instead of justice, though I struggle not feel it.
I want to do them the way they did me.
I ride the tide of a new majority, I
want to do them the way they did us.
Something mighty wrong with me
I still hope
enough Alabamans, some,
though racist, superstitious,
common sense enough change
behavior, if not thought
sweeten air our young
hear from our mouths.
I want to live an Alabama
so young don't need our deaths
for happiness alive.