The Black Man Platform
From cotton fields
To bloody spills.
From metal chains
To metal clangs.
We still can’t escape
Discrimination.
Started out with
“My color,
Is better than yours.”
To shoving us on boats,
As if we are goats.
Forcing us to do yours,
Till we croak.
Taking away our quotes,
Minimizing our votes,
Seizing us with no notes.
Flashing them lights
With all those lies.
Putting bullets in
Our brown.
Wanting to see us frown.
But truth is,
They're the ones that should
Be down.
They say
Black man equals
Hostile.
But they brought guns
To our Mother Land.
As if we’re going to be fans.
First impression,
Needed redirection.
Give out love,
Not go and shove.
Removing our skin,
So we can “better” blend.
Stripping away our children.
Just to see us undone,
Can we not just be one?
If that didn’t work,
They still the jerk.
Thought we would cower
Like we ain’t got power.
Listen, color doesn’t
Make you human.
It’s a soul-seeking
Matter.