Black Poetry : My Version I Am Black

rhymebad

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My Version I Am Black

Become a blind *** with an assigned task of being your
Slave more and more we need ABE nowadays can’t score
Alone hard to ignore the zone of stupidity worshipping a whore
Named freedom, white society write a variety of false book
We read and become lost crooks struggling for the truth shook
On pale face phonics must embrace Ebonics and move on, look
White society are nitwits blind ready to commit a crime all the time
Which involve raping and taking property from black folks like ascinine
Two mules and forty acres, no groovy salutes because the movie roots
Told it all,wrongness was done to me on purpose end up like prostitues
In a circus hey they called my scripts whack while they whipped my back
A bunch of lying in the hood and crying won’t do any good that’s a fact
Dying holding the dagwood cross of Jesus, slavery crucified my bravery
And true Pride, who the **** am I now? It’s a great test just to make
a request on who stole the mules, tools and forty acres the results fake
on higher levels I see freak dancers and now I seek answers to Black
History which remain a whack mystery we came out on the short end
And all sorts of honest men would agree, still playing catch up my friend
We live in fire and ice and freedom require a price wish we could hire
Christ to get us out of this one, comes to white society can only desire
To correct this beast if not don’t expect any peace
 

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