Dispossession Poem by Black Consciousness Poetry BCP

This position is a dispossession
In the mist of desperation
Nations against our nation
It was mentioned, black man you're on
your own
The sons and daughters of the soil with
stomachs swollen
Their land is stolen
Knowledge of self-frozen in time
Black Zombies set to self-destruct
While busy praying in god we trust
Tell them about their own culture
They look at you with disgust
Accepting their own has now become an insult
This position is a dispossession
Our ancestors possessed greatness
So much greatness hidden in the pages of history
Locked in private museums view as a mystery
Kept secret from the offspring of these great
ancestry
And so that greatness is not evident in the lives
lived by their offspring
Instead our fathers legacy is inherited by the
oppressor and his descendants
They reaped the fruits of a seed they stole
This story must be told
For the TRUE heirs to the throne are now the
Inheritors of poverty
The queens and kings are now the Victims of
self-destruction
Victims of nation division
Forgotten are the days when we used to be known
as the inventors of civilization
The mentors of spiritual stimulation
The founders of cultural, religious and
traditional foundation of all nations!
Forgotten are those days when we used to be
known as great man and women of our society
This position is a dispossession
That which was once in our possession
Is now in our desperate vision


|Mufasa|