Wednesday, 30 January 2013
HOW MANY MORE ?
HOW MANY MORE Aiyana Stanley-Jones Trayvon Martin & Many More ?
Three Little Girls - Jasiri X
"Three Little Girls" tells the stories of the senseless murders of Christina Taylor Green (9 yrs old), killed during the shooting of Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords, Brisenia Flores (9 yrs old), gunned down by anti-immigrant militia intent on starting a race war, and Aiyana Jones (7 yrs old), shot to death while asleep in her home, by the Detroit Police Department, while they were filming a reality TV show. I realize these are sad stories, but how can we not be moved to action by the cold-blooded killings of innocent little girls? We have to begin to take an unflinching look at a culture that continues to glorify guns, bombs, and war and sees violence and aggression as the only solutions to its problems. Written by Jasiri X and featuring 10 year old Hadiyah Yates, "Three Little Girls" was produced by GM3 and directed by Paradise Gray. LYRICS Verse 1 Born on 911 In that dark time as a blessing A face of hope like she was a sign from the heavens Kindness and reverence She grew into a scholar kid Became class president with a love for politics Only nine and wants to find where the congress is Meet her representative Get involved with the processes That morning she was so hyper wanted to meet Ms Giffords by just like her even though she was young she was much wiser Until that automatic weapon was just fired. People falling from getting hit He kept shooting cause his gun had an extended clip like it had no end to it And of the victims hit she was the youngest The mother of her own child she'll never become it The value for life just plummets In this sick society that deserves judgment Rest in peace youngin Verse 2 A little girl with her mommy and daddy on her knees saying a prayer thanking God for her family so happy her whole life ahead of her But outside her door was a hoard of vicious predators Racists sycophants with hatred for immigrants Got with other militias and called them selves the minutemen We know where they got drugs and cash lets go get it then knock knock the little girl wonders whose visiting They never found drugs but they was of brown blood So they cock back and fired round after round of slugs The little girl saw her families bodies on the rug And cried what did we do why did you come to kill us he raised up his gun and shot her twice in the face cause she was only nine but wasn't the right race and that's the reason that we didn't see it in the media so even in death discrimination still reaches her. Verse 3 Little Aiyana Jones chillin in her father's home In Detroit Michigan playing toys with her sisters and doing all the things that make you wish you were a kid again before you understood what a violet world that were living in all played out sleeping on the same couch that she did every night when they turn the lights out But outside the house they had cameras and mic out Reality TV brutality for a fee The first 48 hours on A & E where a officer can play a celebrity distracted by all the action they chose the wrong house flash grenade through the window went crash on the couch Aiyana's on fire now flames getting wider now the first officer through the door pulls out and fired down shot through the neck bleed to death she's expired now I pray she's resting on higher ground we love you
Posted by Irishgreeneyes at 14:45