Poets logo

Colors Of My People

A poem About Struggle

By Jameela Toups-WestPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
Like
Pan-African Flag

Look at the colors!

Black - For the people.

Red - For the bloodshed that brought hope.

Green - For the plush fertile land, which

was taken from us.

I look back and see how it must be,

Living in a world that wasn’t yours to see.

Stripped of all rights,

Chained out of sight.

300 plus years of straight oppression,

With no hope of a confession.

Freedom came! But, how to live?

Tell me really...

Was freedom right to give?

The answers are hard to find

Because they way they set us free,

Was in the wrong state of mind.

Set free like some animal,

Because you were mad

The north won the battle!

Well, look at us now,

Some of us are even stars.

The decades of struggle made us strong.

Knowing,

All we need to do is hold on.

Life for us still ain’t easy.

But, the colors tell it all!

inspirational
Like

About the Creator

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment

    Find us on social media

    Miscellaneous links

    • Explore
    • Contact
    • Privacy Policy
    • Terms of Use
    • Support

    © 2024 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.