Black Nation

I see black people detaching themselves From their roots Burrying the truth that once lived On the miners boots I see the black youth leaving school Thinking , damn we’re so cool Yet they die too soon. I see red tears flowing out of old black women’s eyes, They can’t do anything but cry. I see black women evolving hate in this hopeless state Trying to concentrate on giving love But the one they get In return is fake. I see old black women re-teaching their children how to love and care but everytime they try its like they shoot themselves in the heart with a bullet of fear. I see black people detaching themselves From the truth...... Forgetting their ancestors roots. By. Chris Ngomane