What About Us On Def Poetry Jam

The levees broke in New Orleans, and man It was a shame, that The camera crews and The national news, merely Whispered our names "Mississippi" What about us. Was it the value of the land, Or the worth of the man, that Made you look away, when Katrina Hit, like "Bam". Celebrities Weeping in Louisiana streets, While rubble and destruction still, In Mississippi, what about us. Once again, victims of national neglect, Poor response, choked our hope, Like a noose around our necks. The national leaders, left us hanging Like the day of the tall trees, While the wind and rain, (pauses) While the wind and rain erased our Lives. But most of y'all acted like You didn't see. How the hell do you expect Us to be mentally free. What about us. Where's the healing? The glass ceiling, That our nation has erected, our children Not protected, feeling dejected, hanging their Spirits in shame, because they were born in a place That's synonymous with pain. Though the weather Changed, more shit remains the same. We keep Playing America's fucked up game. What about us. The constitution guarantees equal protection, There must be a connection between, what the government Says, and what the government does, not do. The world watches TV and think that with through building And that with through repairing, while the effects Of Katrina are still glaring...what the fuck about us. What about us, and since nobody else will say it, I will, MISSISSIPPI!!! What about us.