It’s a poison that we fight to this day.
A virus implanted by the Government
To destroy us,
Hoping that we become soulless beings.
Beaten down back to the earth
To see us crawl with
Begging hands
And mud-covered faces.
Wanting us to bow down to
your ways
As steel blades cuts our
Heritage
As our locks fell to the harden
Ground
where you love to find
our tears turned that precious stone
And packed by trails of murder and genocide.
Our voices barely heard
Through the whips of hatred
Wishing we would yield
To what you call Salvation.
So instead, it was the poison
That you fed us
“Fire Water” to replace
What we could not get.
This drinkable arsenic
Became dependable.
But we’re still here.
Fighting to save what you wanted to erase.
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