My people's life

I come from a proud family, Who work until they can't bare no more The back slashing hits of men with power, I can't bare no more Seeing my mother cry and my father sore, Yet men with power not satisfied with our works, Threats and kicks us out of a place that we called home, Blaming us for problems that we didn't know, The people roar for us to go back to a place that we don't know, Now our dream we have to let go Because of the men in power don't want us no more.