Part 1: Framed For Murder
They sought to make me famous............Like last century when they continued to chain us..........Parading Joe and I around in belly chains they wrongly prosecuted us..........Framed us........Convicted us..........And Sentenced us.............I wasted nights away in cell blocks learning to be Just........For justice is a cheap date.........I learned that the hard way..........Educated myself becuz they had no interest in it anyway...........Kept yall clueless about how they took my life away............An injustice of great magnitude why you think i constantly write away..........Poetically chanting about my tragic misery trapped in a cage.........Framed for murder i spent my life locked away writing this page..........Pleading for my freedom my lyrics speak in rage.........But my soul speaks first as i write my story in this page.........First chapter i barely escaped the street maze.........Survived bullet aims of street beef lead lost in a daze...........Never knew how to use my pencil's lead so i teach our youth before they end up in a cage..........Or worst yet left buried in a cemetary with no poem written about their name...........Rearrange this story and you'll learn all about my name..........Lets not forget about my life Milwaukee sought to frame.........After 23 years with no justice its time to start calling out names..........She crafted Krafty plots to convict me like Christmas Carols Im calling out her name........Next up a be the cop that started the plot like Farmers that seek sun Rays from the interrogation game..........Thats two of the collaborators that wrongly convicted me by a Frame..........But i fight back until the day they Clear My Name............In chapter two we get deeper in this Poetic saga until my freedom is gained...........Im just getting started so please bear with me as i bleed my pain.Part 2: Calling Out Names
Ive been bleeding pain thru the verbal whips of my poetic rain while calling out the guilty by name..............Those that took part in the "In"justice system that defamed my name...........Rearranged my life by unjustly convicting me and Joe by a corrupt frame............Rewind to part 1 and see why Im calling out names................Next up is another district attorney with no shame...............Hiding behind a White cloth while singing Carol's soliciting false testimony as part of the frame.............Rodney stood up in court and said you the one that solicited his perjury all just to convict my name...............Together they all contrived to continue the lie while labeling me guilty of a murder although I had an alibi.........So I bleed my pain while I cry seeking redemption for their treacherous lie...............Left stuck with a homicide that they try to hide while me and Joe weep for help with nowhere to hide...............So Im calling out names of those responsible for this tragic frame.............If you listen closely you'll hear exactly how to pronounce their names.........Like Farmers in the sun Ray is but one name.................Say it in reverse and you'll know how to pronounce his name...............If you want to sing Christmas Carols while eating Kraft cheese you'll hear clearly the DA that convicted my name...........With no shame her partner in crime has a similar name.............From the White paper I pen in ink while scribbling her name i feel no shame............Call her Carol White by name..............While the other is Carol Kraft so much the same............But Detective Ray Farmer is the one that played the interrogation game..............Tricked Marc Henry into falsely implicating himself while playing the interrogation game............So you see how i got stuck with a conviction all becuz they twisted justice and played it like a game..........Spent 15 years in prison fighting to clear my name..............Its been over 21 years and I still haven't cleared my name.............So I guess I gotta keep writing poems calling out names...........Pointing out their lack of shame.............Until............Until They Clear My Name.
Part 3: Put On Notice
They've been put on notice............I haven't been writing this testimony without focus..............Truth is I was unjustly framed for murder so Im putting everyone on notice............Spent 15 years buried behind cement walls..........Left for dead while barely able to crawl.............Stood the test of time in spite of my life's worst fall...........So when I speak its because my words unveil the truth of a tragic crime...............Wrongly incarcerated my life so I spent way too much time............Locked away for a prosecutorial injustice which was the biggest crime.............Called out their names in part one and two so go back and rewind...............Listen closely to my pleas just one last time.................Had it not been for Lenard Wells I'd still be locked away trapped in time...........But courage guided him to free me..............Took a chance and invested it in me..............Been home 7 years fighting not just for me.................Traveled across this country speaking up for both you and me................Got our youth trapped in between street lore and another homicidal tragedy...............Still trying to overturn this wrongful conviction that still haunts me.................So I write about it on stage until they free me............Speaking of my freedom it was taken so vividly............Milwaukee police detectives conspired to incarcerate me....................With the help of Kraft and White they did just that to me...............So unjustly............So I plead my case so publically................Exposing the testimony of witness perjury................Coerced by a DA who sought to frame me.............Evidence is clear yall owe me..............Not only my freedom but my humanity.............and my sanity...............Damn it I demand it.........It belongs to me!!!!!!
EXEGETICALLY SPEAKING: Proverbial Lyrics From the Pulpit of a Wordsmith, 2012 unpublished manuscript, Hakim Nathaniel Crampton
