Richard Corbett Poet Rhyme

Black Like Me

My ancestors from the motherland are
Black like me,
Chained in shackles
Let us free, but it still remains they were
Black like me,
Brought to a foreign land,
Working sun up sun down,
But they once wore gold crowns and they were,
Black like me
I feel the pain they feel because we are one
Our souls intertwined like the vines on the tree
But still remains they were 
Black like me
Punished for the color of my skin
Because I’m black within
So I stand here proud to say
My ancestors were
Black like me
To the highest mountain
To the longest river
The world will always change
But one thing will remain
My ancestors from the motherland were
Black like me.


-Much Love-

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