Fighting the power

by Michael Manjeet Singh

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Michael Manjeet Singh

Books called it The Great Migration, but people aren’t birds

Yet we fly in flocks and also remain lonesome doves

So do crows and many of them equal a murder

Birds of a feather, flock together

And the worst of vultures kill us all little by little with each passing day


With oppression and by smoke bombs, metal batons and O.C. Pepper spray

The penitentiary is a place with fair weather friends

This ain’t no game, ‘cause our wings are tied or clipped

That’s why so many take that black tar with a syringe, have dipped

Because for some it’s better and easier to inject their veins with dope

Instead of to fight the power and system with their brains fueled with hope.


To talk to yo “Dear Mama” cost way more than a dime

The guards charge you a thousand for a clapper (cell phone), then try to take mine

‘The Man’ bringing you the coke to ‘blow’

Wears a green jump suit and calls himself a CO.

Ironically, the very next day, you get ‘called’ for a U/A

In my world of prison, this is just your average and typical day

My humanity is NOT up for negotiation

That’s what has messed up this entire state of the U.S. nation!

Young lions SINGH (SIKHS), grow up in and are a Mother’s pride

It’s when you get older, that you see how the system has truly lied.

Send our brother some love and light: Michael Manjeet Singh, T-22165, SATF, P.O. Box 5242, Corcoran CA 93212.