The color of our nation; discarded,
Lost lessons never reprimanded,
And they know this—
Hollow oaths that gag us,
Secrets and lies control us.
Poor poor souls,
That need a reality check of their so-called leaders.
What reality check?
The one we already know and accept?
Don’t you know silence is acceptance?
And they force dumb muteness on us,
Carnage and ritualistic defiance of the unity our flag boasts of—
What unity?
If our forefathers could see,
They would spit the floor with phlegm colored disgust.
Even agriculture is taken from us,
The sugar we but is from a transcontinental land.
SUGAR!
Soon we would bring the white man’s sand,
And call ourselves industrialized.
What madness is this?
That a 19-year-old sees,
But fathers do not recognize?
They talk about education,
Ha! Education—
A man who cannot feed his son,
Knows not the way to wisdom.
And they push us—
Continually;
Persistently,
Till our stinging weather-beaten backs torch the wall,
Yet what do we do?
But crawl into a fetal ball,
And shiver.
Shame on you—
Who blames the leaders,
From the luxury of your feathered bed,
Shame on you—
Who sympathies with beggars,
As you eat of your tender tasty bread,
With a variety even,
Today egg,
Tomorrow the white man’s tea.
Betrayal is what it is,
By you,
By me.
We sit and do nothing,
Complaining; Gossiping; Writing even.
Talk is cheap my nation—
It does not buy the starved man a meal,
Green, and white, and green,
Belongs to all of us,
Not to neglect,
But to convene; Respect.
O! Give us peace,
Give us life,
Give us growth—
Give us tomorrow!
