A call for the oppressors downfall

Comfort wrapped in a blanket of security Never fearing the chance of brutality Only a freedom granted to those with fair skin Greeted by the warmth of idiocy Building a racist system of legacy With followers who exhibit stupidity But useful in killing democracy To continue their self fulfilling prophecy Of forced superiority A politicians smile brings a darkness Poisonous to those a different colour Those who possessed something they wanted Our blackness they were desperate to harness Unsatisfied with the taking of our culture They turn to the method of torture Their envy the motive of our generational suffering Hate breeds hate Pain breeds pain Our blood pumped from a heart full of trauma Our skin sewn by the needles of struggle Which is what they wanted A life born through the memory of inferiority A rot festering in the trees of our ancestry Branches bending to the will of ancestral trauma Bodies after bodies after bodies Burned in the name of erasure Blood clings to remember The blood stays as rebellion The world hides us in silence The blood screams violence Demands accountability Pools of red refuse to be ignored Stains a ground a witness to it all Entrusting the soil to keep the bodies warm An exhibition to the pain black people have endured A call for a new world For the oppressors downfall