I am black and referred to as a negro
Maybe it's the fault of my genotype
I can blame the melanin in me
It's being said hate for skin colour is a crime
But I find it repulsive that it's still everywhere whites and blacks are found
I can't speak openly in the midst of whites
They believe we are "apes therefore we must obey"
Going back through history in Africa
I read how the whites lobbied to control Africa
And all their cultures they imposed on us
Now we Africans are still trying to understand our heritage
Which have been muddled up with so called civilization
Haven't deaths and wars fought as a result of discrimination taught enough lessons
It's high time this obnoxious mentality is put to an end
Heck, I believe you are smart enough to know that the skin is just a colour
And black brains are capable of performing as the whites
Yes! You've taught us a lot; doesn't mean you throw faeces in our faces and expect us to smile like all is well
No more suffering and smiling
No more looking down on blacks
No more hating us!
Yes I am black; a negro
And yes I'm proud
In my next life or reincarnation
I would yet still come as a black
Because I will surely triumph in spite of these hurdles
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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