They did not want you to read
because they knew you would find it
So they gave you their books to read
With hopes to keep you blinded
They gave you their non-hue-man
No wool hair but straight
No bronze skin
And they told you never to question
Their religion
They forced you to believe
If you did not listen
You were willingly beat
The food they gave you to eat
It was mainly the leftovers
Unhealthy food, your head it went over
All of it is poison against you
To keep the black man and woman lost and confused
When you are ready
Your Spirit will reach
Activate that 3rd eye
Your Spirit will teach
The haze that once covered our mental eyes
We see things for what they are
We can see the lies
His-stories(History)
My-stories(Mystery)
© Sheltial Green