Black Nation
I see black people detaching themselves
From their roots
Burrying the truth that once lived
On the miners boots
I see the black youth leaving school
Thinking , damn we’re so cool
Yet they die too soon.
I see red tears flowing out of old black women’s eyes,
They can’t do anything
but cry.
I see black women evolving hate in this hopeless state
Trying to concentrate on giving love
But the one they get
In return is fake.
I see old black women
re-teaching their children how to love and care
but everytime they try
its like they shoot themselves
in the heart with a bullet of fear.
I see black people detaching themselves
From the truth......
Forgetting their ancestors roots.
By. Chris Ngomane
Copyright © Chris Ngomane | Year Posted 2012
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