Writing

Black Man White Man

he was glowin
a man of melanin
proud of his skin

then came the White man
with a face full of hate
he beat him
he broke him
he spat in his face
told him he was dirty
humanity’s disgrace

the Black man smiled
he was not one to be beat
with pride and with love
he told the White man ‘no’
he knew he was worthy
for God told him so

the White man shook
for he knew he was right
and needed to feel mighty
so he led another fight

he hurt and he bruised
left the Black man in chains
he hunted and he killed
all out of contempt
for he knew the Black man’s power
and made another attempt

year after year
the fight carried on
with the Black man’s voice rising
‘why not just get along’

it is now 2020
the Black man has not broke
he may have been hurt
for the White man stepped on his throat
but his voice is not silenced
as it echoes
through many an anecdote

we hear you say
we hear you cry
oh Black man,
we promise to try

to tame this man of White
takes the courage of a country
but the Black did it
with no solidarity

we now stand
we now rise
as the next and final tide
against the violence of the White man
we hear you, oh man of melanin
we hear you cry