(Apropos Of A Black Sonetto)
There is no such thing as killing softly
We’re killing each other viciously
Suiciders can not forgive themselves
And can never ever again ring bells
The murderings of our children are clear
To ensure we have no future here—
Let us suffer not our children to lose
Leaving our sorry selves singing the blues
We must now get up and start fighting back
Protecting mattering lives of we Blacks
God’s finger is pointing the way for us
In His guidance we must now put our trust:-