I Almost Believed It
Stings of pain prick my cheek,
I've done bad,
My master's smirking at me.
Gritting my teeth so hard I can feel them degrading,
I force tears back into my thoughts.
A war to end our suffering is coming to an end.
Just a little while longer and it will all end.
The months went on,
and so did the beatings.
Every night restless,
everyday I broke.
The day we were set free I woke to happiness.
Soon I realized,
we were no more humans than we were yesterday.
We were set apart,
We were animals.
And I almost believed it.
Laws tried to protect us,
but the white man is above.
I have no money,
No future.
I am left to rot.
Why were we the only ones to prove our humanity?
When will equality become reality?
Maybe someday.
And I believe it.
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