Enough

It was not enough that we were bought and brought to this home as the slave, locked in the bowels of a floating shithouse, watching those we love eaten away by plauge and insanity, flesh falling like strips of bark from a termite-infested tree, bones rotting turning first to brittle ivory then to resin. 这是不够的，我们都买了，还把这个家为奴，被锁在一个浮动shithouse的肠子，看我们爱的人蚕食了plauge和精神错乱，肉掉落的树皮一样的条纹，从白蚁出没的树，骨头腐烂首先谈到易碎的象牙再到树脂。

that was not enough. 这还不够。

it was not enough that we were chained to leg irons, black on black with a piss stained wall forced to heed nature's call through and inside of tattered rags that strained our privates, and evidently years of slavery did not appease your need to be superior to something like a crazed lion hung up on being the king of his corner of the cage, backs bent under the wieght of being everything and having nothing, minds too like bomerrangs curving back into themselves kicked and carved by the face-straining smiles that saved my life. 它是不够的，我们是拴在脚镣，黑就黑了有小便弄脏墙壁强行通过和破烂的衣衫褴褛的紧张，我们的士兵，看样子多年的奴隶制内听从大自然的召唤并没有安抚你需要优于像一个疯狂的狮子挂了是他的笼子角落里的王者，背上是一切，一无所有的wieght下弯，头脑太喜欢bomerrangs弯回到自己踢和雕刻救面部使劲笑我生活。

that was not enough. 这还不够。

somehow i can not believe that it would be enough for me to melt with you and integrate without the thoughts of rape and murder. i cannot conceive of peace on earth until i have given you a piece of lead or pipe to end your worthless motherfucking exitence. imagine your nightmares of my sneaking into a vieled of satin bedroom and attacking your daughter, wife and mother at once ripping open their bowels sexually like a wishbone. imagine that magnified a million times when you realize that the blinders have been stripped from my eyes and I realize that slavery was no smiling happy-fizzy party. your ancestors raped my foremothers and i will not forget. i will not forget that Yale or Harvard or Princeton or In-Hell because you are on my mind. i see you everytime my woman walks down the street with her ass on her shoulders. i see you everytime i look in the mirror and think about the times that i would pat myself on the back for not being too black afterall. i think of you morning, noon and night and i wonder, "just exactly what in hell is enough?" everytime i see a rope or gun i remember, and to top it all of you ain't through yet. over fifty you have killed in mississippi since 1963. that doesn't even begin to begin all of those you have maimed, hit and run over, blinded, poisoned, starved, or castrated. i hope you do not think that a vote for John Kennedy took you off my shit-list because in the street there will only be black and white. there will be no Democrats, Republicans, Liberals, Conservatives, Moderates, or any other of the rest of that shit you have used to make me forget to hate. 不知何故，我无法相信，这将是足以让我融化了你，没有集成强奸和谋杀的想法。我不能想象在地球上的和平，直到我给你一块铅或管道来结束你他妈的一文不值exitence 。想象我潜入vieled缎卧室和攻击你的女儿，妻子和母亲一下子撕开他们的肠性就像一个横臂的噩梦。想象一下放大一万倍，当你意识到眼罩被剥夺从我的眼睛，我知道奴隶制是不幸福的微笑，碳酸派对。你的祖先强奸了我foremothers ，我不会忘记。我不会忘记，耶鲁或哈佛或普林斯顿或在地狱，因为你在我心里。我看你每次我的女人走在大街上，她在她的肩膀屁股。我看你每次我照镜子，想想，我会拍拍我的背的不是太黑毕竟时代。我想你早上，中午和晚上的，我不知道， “在地狱只是到底是什么还不够吗？ ”每次我看到绳子或枪我还记得，和顶部的这一切，你是不是过呢。年过半百已自1963年以来，这并不甚至开始开始所有那些你已经残废，打了就跑过来，蒙蔽杀害在密西西比州，中毒，饿死，或者被阉割。我希望你不认为投票给约翰·肯尼迪把你从我的屎名单，因为在大街上只会有黑色和白色。不会有民主党人，共和党人，自由派，保守派，温和派，或任何其他那些歌的其余部分，你已经习惯了让我忘记仇恨。

there ain't no enough. there ain't no surrender. there is only plot and plan, move and groove, kill. there is no promise land. there is only the promise. the promise is not vowel until we have been nerve gassed, shot down and murdered, or done some of the same ourselves. look over your shoulder motherfucker, i am coming. 不过是没有足够的。不过是没有投降。只有情节和计划，热舞，杀。没有应许之地。只有承诺。许是没有元音，直到我们已经神经毒气，击落和杀害，或者做一些相同的自己。看看你的肩膀娘，我来了。