For ‘Mike Mike’
Mike Brown, New Manchild
The one who resisted it
His blood spoke our rise
His family showed them
He belonged to somebody
He belonged to us
They called us crazy,
agitator, thug, rabble
We called it freedom
By 2015
'74 was long gone
We were here again
Outlyers, maroons
War poets, soul scientists
Free, black, powerful














