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Jan 2022
Good life
With lies

Children
Mothers
**** them

Steal

Violence and violence
Live in peace
Die in peace

Betrayed
So terribly betrayed

Be kind to children
Be kind to seniors
Take the potion

We are not committing suicide
Revolutionary act
Do not take our death in vain

Death is not a fearful thing
It’s living that’s fearful

Choose my own kind of death
I’m tired
I’m tired of…
Tired of it

So many people’s lives in my hands
Don’t want your life in my hands

Now is the dispensation of judgement
Revolutionary suicide council
Self-destruction
Because I’m a prophet

Died every day to give you peace
Still not had any peace
Still not the kind of peace I wanted to give

Suicide
To have us destroyed
Many will destroy themselves
I’m speaking as a prophet today

The damage will be done
I cannot separate myself from the pain
We’ve walked together too long

I saved them
I saved them
I made my example
I made my expression
I made my manifestation
I’ve been born out of due season
To leave this ****** world

We lay down our lives in protest
We lay down our lives to protest at what’s been done
The criminality of people
The cruelty of people

There’s no point
There’s no point to this
We are born before our time
They won’t accept us
If they come after our children
Then our children will suffer forever

Take ease
Take ease
Take ease
Take ease
Take ease

Sit down
Sit down
Sit down

It’s all over
It’s all over

What a legacy
What a legacy
They invaded our privacy
They invaded our home
They followed us six thousand miles
… the Congressman’s dead

Get us some medication
There’s no convulsions with it
It’s just simple
Get it before it’s too late
Don’t be afraid to die
They’ll torture our children
They’ll torture some of our people
They’ll torture our seniors
We cannot have this

How many are dead
Oh God
Almighty God

It’s too late
It’s too late
They’re all laying out there dead
I didn’t but my people did
They’re my people
They’ve been provoked too much
What’s happened here has been an act of provocation

You don’t know what you’ve done
I’ve tried
You’ve got to move
To get that medication

Everybody was so happy when they stepped through to the other side

It’s hard
It’s hard only at first is it hard
It’s hard only at first
You’re looking at death
Raising up every morning
It’s much more difficult
It’s much more difficult

For God’s sake let’s get on with it
We’ve lived as no other people have lived
We’ve had as much of this world as you’re gonna get
Let’s be done with the agony of it
It’s far
Far harder
To watch you
Every day
Die slowly

You are dying

This is a revolutionary suicide
It is not a self-destructive suicide
I think it’s humane

Somebody relax
Relax
Relax
Die with respect
Die with a degree of dignity
Lay down your life
Don’t lay down with tears and agony
There’s nothing to death
Stop this hysterics
This not the way for people
No way for us to die
We must die with some dignity

Mother, mother, mother, mother, please
Mother please...please...please don’t
Don’t do this
Don’t do this
Put down your life with this child
But don’t do this
Keep...keep your emotions down
If you will be quiet
Be patient
Be patient
Death is…
Dead is a million times preferable to ten more days of this life
Death, death, death is common to people
Quit exciting your children
An erasure poem I wrote in university using Jim Jones' last speech, given as 900 members of the People's Temple in Guyana were forced into suicide on his urging on November 18, 1978
Zee
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