I am a dark hued fellow
pushing me to the wall and squeezing me
I am laughed at of being brown, dark and dark hued,
I am rooming the streets
I am trampled on...
Everyday I am a monkey in your face,
brother believe me I am fine!
I am fine brother
My presence needs no riddles, metaphors, parables...
I am here to stay forever,
one country in pieces
Malcom x said it all.
I am fine brother
I am the dark hued fellow,
pushed to the wall, streets
I am a criminal of TRUTH
as dark as I am
I belong here with you.
Brother I am fine
I am chained, slaved and assaulted
in this land I call home
though I sit at the table,
am I a diner?
I sit at the table,
am I a diner or a statue underneath an ocean
I always look at the statue of liberty,
brother what is liberty?
If not a mere old new song...
yet speaking one language, one flag and anthem
brother I am fine.
I am proud of this dark hued skin
I am proud of our country
I am proud of our history,
let us learn from this bitter history
From it a greater nation and world at large
we will be...
Free from colour bar prejudices,
I am fine brother!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we are ɗark ɓut all humans....Free from Colour ɓar prejuɗices