PRESENTS

COLUMBUS GHOST

The Buzz reveals the truth to the World!


 

i am christopher columbus

just call me cris

i am de one who did miss the land

india

i thought i'd discover

that which was never

how clever of me to see the land

beyond

i came to tame

and claim

in the name of spain

i am cris

dont dis

my his-story

i inspired hawkins, livingston musolini, botha, bush

i exterminated

perpetuated

hatred

 against redmen yellowmen

with blackmen i make no friend

i attack arawak

cut off their head

wrote instead

that the caribs ate them like bread

i never told you this before

but my chief navigator was a

MOOR

you know the moors

they discovered spain

those blacks who came from the

afrikan terrain

the idea that the world was round

i got from these same blacks in

some little spanish town

now you may ask what was

blacks doin there

but they ruled us for over 700 years

they made a great mistake then

instead of enslavin us they made

us their friend

some survived

stayed alive

fought the invasion

european division

english agression

the fight between europe and

european expansion

i wrote your history for you

did not tell you truth

not all blackmen came as slaves

listen you will know the truth in

the waves

that brought the ships

lips lie

 to keep intact

oppression of black skin

a sin

a myth

i am cris

 

the church perch on the

opportunity to spread

the religion of the dead

through misconception

the assumption

that this world was new

the wind blew us to save the

earth

from beast like men

friend i am not

blot out the spot

that claim they are men like us

i am Christopher columbus

i gave europe power over all the

earth

500 years of your blood sweat

and tears

now you celebrate

recreate your death

let the glasses touch

with the blood of your fathers and

mothers

give a toast

HOST

my arrival

your dyin my survival

 

the land is stilI mine

the pope is still the divine

yes

drink your own blood

call it wine

nothin in the pages of my history

will blot out your misery

you shall celebrate my victory

your children praise me

i am their only history

i am Christopher columbus

i died

but you made me live

give me the sea once more

let me discover you again

the stain

my fathers sons rule

fool

you celebrate my comin

i will not go

not from your mind

restore me for all to see

keepers of life

shepherds of my people

lead them to the altar of lies

your ancestors cries will not be heard

word after word

pages of history written

the victims are once more bitten

 

1492 to you the beginnin of

western world democracy

1492 to me the beginnin of white

supremacy


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