WHY I'M BLACK.

Is my skin black again?
Saw this on the background of a slavery chain,
That racist game,
That fascist gain,
I saw my running on another man's lane,
Is that a proof I'm truly insane?
My mind fighting these wars, these walls they built,
Can someone project a victory we gain,
Fighting these battles with King Nimrod incarnation,
Oh my bad! Why am I black again?
Is it why I jot down with a black pen,
The blue looks faint,
I love green and black,
Why is it all black again?
The news got black lives matter,
Are these lives still not surfacing the earth we all came to build my brother,
Why should it be a remind everytime a sister get killed?
These streets got drugs so they can murder their own,
Hate each other for taking over a piece,
Blindfolded, they can't demand the whole cake.
Why is it all black again?
The son is gone, mama cried we all mourn,
With a silence called sleep till it's dawn.
Dammit! Why is my talk black insane?
I had shades like boyz2Men,
Had to remove still its dark when black ladies put on white these gowns,
Blurred, we moving backwards again,
I think that's the reason I'm so dark as Sin with your I.

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