The lies they killed us with
They starved our bodies of love
Then complain how our bones shake in fear
They strip us of our dignity
Then glare at us when we jave nothing to wear
They take our souls
Then question when they hear our screams in their dreams
It's why when the wind fills their ears
It sparks chills
And the echoes of our pleas
Picturing us on our knees
Begging them to let us breathe
They say we are too loud
Without us making a sound
The pain of our indifference
Strips them of victory
Their anger blinds their eyes
That watch us die
As they put us in the ground
To hide the blood on their hands
They feed the soil with our blood
Drowning us
Taunting us
Even after murdering us
So that when a flower buds
They hope the new life distracts
From what they did to us
So they erase us from the history books
And replacing it with a distorted version of
A false reality
In which they 'claim' black people are the aggressors
Whilst they are the victims
Then claim the trope of being damsels in distress
They cloak us in violence
Claim we lurk in the shadows
To hide us being vampires
Preying on the innocent
To drain their blood of all its substance
But then hide the facts of the truth
That we stay in the shadows
Because it conceals our blackness
A safe place to be invisible
From them the monsters
Who routinely hunt us
Blinded by their ignorance
Clouded by their insecurities
This a story they'll try to distort us
And if you don't believe us
Then listen to the winds whispers
That has been here since the first humans
That the real victims
Were black people victim to the lies of the racists
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