Blackman cry, His whisper is his deed
from which thy heart may truely bleed
blackman vs african colour vs shades
self egos and da double edge blade
Our fight is mighty and high
but attacks beyond da reason why
can you hear him da voice he choose
in a war against his own creed
Why hurt daddy , my brother that son
later from anger we pick up da gun
bang bang !! down another one
or destruction of thy tongue
Blackman delima his pain now stain
the hope wit confusion against da grain
beyond thy gift da use of one's brain
blackman has forgotten his name
Our talent is wide long and great
but we choose to be da enemy of da state
fussing fighting acting fake
not understanding his brother's fate
No one knows da blackman pain
nor is goal in this society which claim
the truth of his life as thy woman take aim
casting him off like he's a side show
Why do we hunt and prey on our own
then we sing this bonding song
cheating beating everything we have
yet betray on da end we last
I love you brother one's heart cry
we in different battles but da same war
judge me not for you know not what i stor
treat me as i am , a man of color down to my core
Different shade / background and life
but in society treated the same
callin me such dirty name pushing me to dat edge
our struggle i give unto him thy master
but as a blackman/african/brother of colour
I hurt n' pain inside the walls of A-me-ri-ka
searching .......Save me!
A Dyamondluv poetic view
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