I thought had got my freedom
I thought had completed
The metamorphosis you gave me
From a slave to a free man.
I worked so hard
And you beat me like an animal
I worked so hard
To be a free man,but still
I can't breathe
Because I'm an alien in your land
Because my colour is not yours
My language, my culture,
my demeanour and my face,
So you pin your knee at my neck
And watch as I die, begging,
I can't breathe
Just like a caged bird
I've been delving for my freedom
And the wise men set me free
But those who think
Being black is being a bad man
still hold my neck, pin their knee
And watch as I suffocate
Saying,"I can't breathe" any more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice poem, Ojok. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.