Fighting alongside the enemy

Disposable. Just like the bodies scattered As unimportant as the soldiers blood splattered A black man stands watching violence unfold Not to the enemy But those who fought close Those your supposed to trust Comrades Yet somehow The black man Is on the receiving side of the bullets Not by the opposition But by those claiming to be on the same team With words that sting He fought for his country And as a reward He is erased by history He became an unknown soldier Whitewashed because of colour Seen as another sacrifice 'for the greater good' Yet deprived of herohood A man who once had a name Now demoted to a nameless face The question is will we ever know The story of this unsung hero Will his name forever be buried in the trenches of history Hidden beneath the blood Soaked sludge Drowned out by the white man's scream Forever silenced by the songs of white history Now an invisible grave of black memory Under appreciated by a system so weak It used black strength as a weapon and shield