Black is power
you can never pin a black soul down we will always be back even if our skin in brown we were changed by slavery a black soul is never lonely even today our brothers and sisters are made slaves they slept unfed for days some not known if their alive they never knew how it felt to live they were even sold in a range i wish things would change i wish black and white was never separated there would have been peace that's what i hoped but it never ended most of us are made a mockery too dark girls made fun of when guys see them they run of they can't even look at her and tell her she's cute looking at her they change there route they knock us down like broken boats they make it look like we don't know our roots not knowing some grow before us but never knew how to read they only saw working as a need their hopes was for there dreams to fly this topic makes me cry peace the poet☮❤
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