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Seekin' the Cause

he was Dead

he never Lived

died

died

he died seekin' a Cause

seekin' the Cause

because

he said

he never saw the Cause

but

he heard the Cause

heard the cryin' of hungry ghetto children

heard the warnin' from Malcolm

heard tractors pave new routes to new prisons

died seekin' the Cause

seekin' a Cause

he was dead on arrival

he never really Lived

uptown...downtown...midtown...crosstown

body was found all over town

seekin' the Cause

thinkin' the Cause was 75 dollars & gator shoes

thinkin' the cause was sellin' the white lady to black children

thinkin' the cause is to be found in gypsy rose or j.b. or dealin' wacky weed

and singin' du-wops in the park after some chi-chiba

he died seekin' the Cause

died seekin' a Cause

and the Cause was dyin' seekin' him

and the Cause was dyin' seekin' him

and the Cause was dyin' seekin' him

he wanted a color t.v.

wanted a silk on silk suit

he wanted the Cause to come up like the mets & take the world series

he wanted...he wanted...he wanted... he wanted to want more wants but

he never gave

he never gave

he never gave his love to children

he never gave his heart to old people

&

never did he give his soul to his people

he never gave his soul to his people

because he was busy seekin' a Cause

busy

busy perfectin' his voice to harmonize the national anthem

with spiro t agnew

busy perfectin' his jive talk so that his flunkiness

doesn't show

busy perfectin' his viva-la-policia speech

downtown...uptown...midtown...crosstown

his body was found all over town

seekin' a Cause

seekin' the Cause

found

in the potter fields of an o.d.

found

in the bowery with the dt's

his legs were left in viet-nam

his arms were found in sing-sing

his scalp was on nixon's belt

his blood painted the streets of the ghetto

his eyes were still lookin' for jesus to come down on

some cloud & make everything all right

when jesus died in attica

his brains plastered all around the frames of the pentagon

his voice still yellin' stars & stripes 4 ever

riddled with the police bullets his taxes bought

he died seekin' a Cause

seekin' the Cause

while the Cause was dyin' seekin' him

he died yesterday

he's dyin' today

he's dead tomorrow

died seekin' a Cause

died seekin' the Cause

& the Cause was in front of him

& the Cause was in his skin

& the Cause was in his speech

& the Cause was in his blood

but

he died seekin' the Cause

he died seekin' a Cause

he died

deaf

dumb

&

blind

he died

died

& never found his Cause

because

you see he never never

knew that he was the

Cause

"Seekin' the Cause"

- Miguel Pinero

11:44 a.m. - 2003-04-07

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