but before we introduce our poet laurent, give it up again for martin luther mccoy and we're bringingked what it meant. i read 1,000 books in front of the world. watch people play for post working surfaces and recreations of a governor's desk, find the bureaucrat and some white people scare easier, fantasizing through the art of the poor, trendy lashes locked before god. i hand over my friends lord. lord, i think i'm going to die in the war. like a blue song with no spiritual effect, apartheid white people who give birth to mathematicians, a sunday trip to church, a river mistake for a talking river. violence and drug use made in the image of god of white abolitionists. chemical assurances they were switched from black worker to white worker. in the same way i think about my childhood. fox hole friday nights. committee points out a plan to a priest. cotton king voluntary. thinking about reassuring the masses we can figure out our fathers later priest reads it before breaking his parallel, i have never before a poet before. little brother watches big brother friends, they leave rifles

but before we introduce our poet laurent, give it up again for martin luther mccoy and we're bringing on san francisco's ace poet laurent. where you at tongo? he's so gorgeous. i'm an old woman. i can't take this, okay? this is tongo. hello darling. thank you for being here. >> thank you. i talk facing away from the dead. they replace me with the change in my pocket. a penny yet to be invented, you have to know how to cut a throat on the way to cutting a throat. after sleeping on a mattress, made from two garbage bags of clothes, i became content with the small gestures of planation fires. i realized how weird the universe was, so many things interrupt me while trying to dream like your correspondence lawyer. i have 20 books next to a bullet like an old man giving advice before a revolution. explored what is there and found no brain washing, i found africa lord. i have a future, it takes place in the south, modern militancy, i'll walk on a missile for food. i'll be tired face to face with the country. old verse bringing multiculturalism replace me with a chest cavity. stories of trave

i'll see you all in the warmth of another sun. ♪♪♪ >> come on, let's give it up for martin luther mccoy

i'll see you all in the warmth of another sun. ♪♪♪ >> come on, let's give it up for martin luther mccoyranddaughter of a slave who built this country for nothing. for nothing. i want to get paid. but before we get paid, we have to really, really thank the native people, the native people on their homelands. give it up. as stewards we recognize their duty to honor them and interpretation of ancestry lands. they were all here before we got here. and as uninvited guests, return their lands. this is an amazing day. there's somebody looking down and smiling, somebody who died who is black, blue, pink, yellow people. you all right? i'll get wild. i will show up and show out. i want to thank mayor london breed for inviting me to do this and all of you for kicking off this juneteenth weekend here in long beach park. but you know it's nice they're giving up the national holiday, you know, don't ask, don't tell. you know what i'm saying? we can't teach our children about the history in this country of what all this means. we're so happy you can join us for the opening of monumental -- consider th

but before we introduce our poet laurent, give it up again for martin luther mccoy and we're bringing front of the world. watch people play for post working surfaces and recreations of a governor's desk, find the bureaucrat and some white people scare easier, fantasizing through the art of the poor, trendy lashes locked before god. i hand over my friends lord. lord, i think i'm going to die in the war. like a blue song with no spiritual effect, apartheid white people who give birth to mathematicians, a sunday trip to church, a river mistake for a talking river. violence and drug use made in the image of god of white abolitionists. chemical assurances they were switched from black worker to white worker. in the same way i think about my childhood. fox hole friday nights. committee points out a plan to a priest. cotton king voluntary. thinking about reassuring the masses we can figure out our fathers later priest reads it before breaking his parallel, i have never before a poet before. little brother watches big brother friends, they leave rifles on walls. it's a simple matter, this rev

but before we introduce our poet laurent, give it up again for martin luther mccoy and we're bringingy asked what it meant. i read 1,000 books in front of the world. watch people play for post working surfaces and recreations of a governor's desk, find the bureaucrat and some white people scare easier, fantasizing through the art of the poor, trendy lashes locked before god. i hand over my friends lord. lord, i think i'm going to die in the war. like a blue song with no spiritual effect, apartheid white people who give birth to mathematicians, a sunday trip to church, a river mistake for a talking river. violence and drug use made in the image of god of white abolitionists. chemical assurances they were switched from black worker to white worker. in the same way i think about my childhood. fox hole friday nights. committee points out a plan to a priest. cotton king voluntary. thinking about reassuring the masses we can figure out our fathers later priest reads it before breaking his parallel, i have never before a poet before. little brother watches big brother friends, they leave rif

but before we introduce our poet laurent, give it up again for martin luther mccoy and we're bringingy asked what it meant. i read 1,000 books in front of the world. watch people play for post working surfaces and recreations of a governor's desk, find the bureaucrat and some white people scare easier, fantasizing through the art of the poor, trendy lashes locked before god. i hand over my friends lord. lord, i think i'm going to die in the war. like a blue song with no spiritual effect, apartheid white people who give birth to mathematicians, a sunday trip to church, a river mistake for a talking river. violence and drug use made in the image of god of white abolitionists. chemical assurances they were switched from black worker to white worker. in the same way i think about my childhood. fox hole friday nights. committee points out adjourned. >> shop & dine in the 49 promotes local businesses and challenges residents to do their shop & dine in the 49 with within the 49 square miles of san francisco by supporting local services within the neighborhood we help san francisco remain uni