Crowns To Chains

Taken from Wakanda rich, forced on a ship, let the fifth amend begin, black lives for cash, moon kissed midnight flesh driven downward, their passage last class; into designated despair with a sting of lash. Oppressed then separated, exasperated tears fall from blue black faces that cry upward, into blue black places, southern abyss, oh how long, will this go on! Forever it seems, pain increases imagination, fueling royal blue dreams. The best were found bathing in shekinah glory, flowing up south the Hapi river, snatched and given no name, soon Kings became sharecroppers, Queens became mammies, from crowns to chains.