The Boggs Blog

By: Will Copeland

We’re growing our organic activists

No Propaganda and No preservatives

We’re growing with the weeds and cabbages

Taking out the Neo-conservatives

We grow what’s healing like chamomile and nettles
b/c we keep cool like the handle on a kettle
when the soup’s hot. A dew drops, evaporates, and cools off
and falls on a corn stalk—the drop that the Roots caught.
We live in days of New Talk and Propaganda.
I ain’t a Pollyanna but I kick the proper grammar.
We know that field planters get sprayed like Raid by Tropicana
And get their Visas denied with no reason for why.
How many people will die for this piece of the pie?

So we’re growing our organic activists

No Propaganda and No preservatives

We’re growing with the weeds and cabbages

Taking out the Neo-conservatives

We come in many shapes & packages.
We come from the muck and dirt of this
United States of America.,
But dirt is where you find the nutrients.
And shit is just a name for compost.
But we will never bullshit ya
For a Pulitzer
Or a primary
Or Election Day
Or erection’s sake
Or a foundation grant
Or a brand new plant
With a knife in your back
Cause we know better than that

Cause we’re growing organic activists

In the D we grow organic activists

Cause my soul is the sun
And our pain is the rain
And the struggle is the soil
So we’re growing good grain
With organic flavor
Putting neighbor in the hood, man.
Well polished like the varnish
On your window wood pane.
Sean Bell’s widow would claim
That we need a peace zone
So when the beef’s on
We leave pork alone.
We can settle it, without the heavy metal
Mediate it
Like a mushroom, we get the lead out.
No need to bust fools—talk it out
Like Dre Three Thous Remix to walk it out.
You know what I’m talking about:
Let’s get Banana splits and not Banana Clips.

Community will handle it—the definition
Of organic activist.