The Color of Opression
The Color of Oppression
They trespassed into the motherland bearing nothing but unknown gifts to our small minded leaders
Bartered with them for valuables far exceeding what they could offer in exchange
They drew on masks to conceal their fascist ideals towards us; they pretended to be our friends
Fake smiles were displayed as they greeted us, smiles that concealed their wicked hearts from our midst
My ancestors impressed by sugar, clothes, bibles, and rum sold their people for meager goods
Un-broadened minds restricted by sacred traditions, if only they knew
If only they knew what hell these white demons could bring, the hatred they harbored
They practiced mathematics on us as they divided my people
Our traditional setting, our cautious nature, our yet to be broadened minds
We fell victim as they did what aliens do to conquests…… Brain washed us
Like mineral resources my people were exploited, our minds filled with ethnic propaganda
They whispered lies we believed, lies that dampened our free spirits, and lies that chained our hearts
They imposed slavery, stole our riches with colonialism, imprisoned our minds with imperialism
Decades my people lay captive, their hearts beating to a common voice
A booming call was cast across the motherland; a call for freedom was issued
My people`s hearts became a group of lions, their hearts swelling with pride
White is the color of those who started the first and second world war
White is the color inflicting social injustice, instigating a social stereotype
White is the color of the truly wicked, the color of the third Reich
White is the color of the ashes left behind in Hiroshima and Nagasaki
White is the color of those who lynched my American brothers and sisters
White is the color of the Nazi and the Ku Klux Klan
Yet white is ironically the color of peace, love and tolerance
White is the color of shameful men, the color of a cancer with no treatment
White is the color of those whose power is dwindling with each decade
White is the color of the weak
White is the color of those drained of life, those ruled by death
White is the color of those defeated by true freedom
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