The Burden On the Charcoal

What has the world comes to be?
Hatred has taken the mantle of power,
Without mercy or calmness,
And 360° stratification.

What has the black done?
Yesterday, harassment,
Today, killing and hatred,
And tomorrow, slavery i guess.

Is it a sin to be black?
Blacks with enormous fortune,
That glows like diamonds.
We are also human.

They are whites, we are blacks.
Ours skin is the difference.
Is egalitarianism still alive?
Crying.............

It is not a crime for being black.
Our rights, trampled upon,
Without justice.
Racism of the highest order.

Alimi Abdulkabir's Poetry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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