We Wear The Mask

We Wear The Mask by Paul Laurence Dunbar After poem by Olabosoye Wemimo Olaoluwa Love of our land's labour should make us proud; The efforts, time, and energy put through... Well enough to place our pride clear as vowed. But we wear the mask of pain we don't plowed, When slavery is to labourers in blue... Love of our land's labour should make us proud. Showers of rain ain't just of dusty cloud, But of heavy downpour and not dew; Well enough to place our pride clear as vowed. Yet all harvest couldn't feed suppose crowd, We become weary of need to pursue... Love of our land's labour should make us proud. Just an endless space to measure; unbowed Hearts and heads under threat, government subdue... Love of our land's labour should make us proud, Well enough to place our pride clear as vowed.