Forget Me Not

In history, You read of my grandmother's pain. Her torture, The whippings The pain of being pulled apart from her children And Her husband being brutally murdered while being forced to watch All because of her dark-colored skin. But now you've forgotten, Why? In movies, You see what my mother went through. The Depravity The robbed education Lost oppertunity And The Approved, Applauded brute force Caused by the race--which she did not even chose. But you remember only for a time. Why? In songs, You hear of my pain. My robbed innocence. My silenced voice My controlled life Even now, just because I am black. You sing along but do not hear the true message. Listen to my voice! I am a woman I am a African American But I am more than that, I am strong I have endured I am wise I will live on, don't forget me!