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-