The Hunting Of The Black Man

Hunt me down Till I hit the ground I can hear the sound Chains wrapped around My wrists, ankles, thighs Put a board around my neck Admonish me for rest And proclaim my endurance to be the best Because of my muscles And my back But I am just as you With the care and […]

Across The Oceans We Came. On Fear Of Death.

Pain of travel No one cares About the breathing Time whips the human soul Out of its body Broken bones aren’t as weak As the shattered mind Individual Rendered Inept Aboard the oceans Across the ships Never to return home Never to return Peace and prosperity White sands become the enemy Yet white men Become […]