John Tamerlane

JOHN TAMERLANE

Fireworks were heard right outside the home

Young man of twenty one throttled outside

Men of duty had their weapons at his nose

Accusing him of a crime that happened two weeks ago

He was indeed John Tamerlane

Was at the wrong time and wrong place

For his faith he was condemned

For his race he would be good as dead

He was to be arrested, there ain't no doubt

The cops had the handcuffs, they slammed him right down

Shoved him in the car, they drove too far

His rights weren't even read, tell me is this fair?

This was what happened to John Tamerlane

The first time he came to this place with that name

People gave him glares from the minute he stepped

On the green grass of home that was about to go ablaze

Clearly that was an act he coulda never done

But because of what he looked like, he was going, going gone

Nevermind that he wasn't the one

The public was happy and so were the cops

Years and years had passed and justice was slow

Slow as a turtle that was made to run the road

His shell cracked, evidence whacked, everything mishap

They pinned the whole thing on an innocent chap

They were great at creating them stories

A little bit of action a whole lot of gory

The citizens believed it all, chomped it and bit

They ate the story up like it was a breakfast biscuit

We now know the fate of John Tamerlane

Wrongfully accused, wrongfully shamed

Thrown in a jail cell though he was never a sinner

Would anybody care and stand up for the true winner?

We also know that society's a mess

We know it's fabricated no more no less

So I sing this song til I see him free

I will scream this poem til I see John Tamerlane back on the street.