Like fire shut up in Miss Hettie's
Bones on Sunday mornin' at Pee Dee
Baptist church burns
Like flames blazed in Watts and Harlem torched
Neighborhoods to rubble
In the 60's Black revolution burns
Like red-hot bullets blasted holes in
Malcolm's chest on the podium burns
Like the whole world on fire
That day in late February 1965.
As the world turns it burns
Like tires spinnin' on Earnest McCloud's '57 chevy
Hittin' the Blenheim highway doin'
Ninety scorchin' rubber
For a woman's love burns
Like newspaper through a magnifyin' glass
Sparked by the low-winter sun burns
Like trapped souls ignited in the World Trade
Smolderin' to a crisp burns
Like the whole world on fire
That day in early September 2001.
When the world is in turmoil, it affects the entire population. The question is asked: "Can a man take fire in his bosom and his clothes not be burned?"
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