Why do we have to hate
It can’t just be that we can’t relate
When Scientifically we are just a bundle of cells trying to be great
The differences we debate we can’t even keep it straight
Ask valid questions like
Why are more of my brothers named inmate instead of graduate
These are Black thoughts of a darker mind
We find ourselves Shackled by racial bias birthed by a deal with the devil signed in blood from slaves backs
The whip still cracks
we just feel the pain differently
Forced to run a race for equality barefoot because equality can’t afford equity shoes
This is the Moderns slaves blues
Does my pain enthuse do my words confuse
If so continue to peruse
From the moment my race was written on my birth certificate
My magnificence would be hidden labeled insignificant
But hear me now let these words ring in your ears on repeat, a mental triplicate
I am Black,I am proud and I will scream it from the mountain tops
You can’t deny me my rhetoric is like good weed
Inhale slow and hold it it’s for your betterment
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