My People Poem by Toyo Esuola

My People



Enslaved we have been
Tortured we have been
Still we rise
Unrelenting we stand

Search in us
Look in our soul
Black as tar
You may think
Pure as rain
You will find

Feel our strength
It’s palpable
Taste our pride
Its heart warming

Mind over matter
They say, but
It’s the power
Of the Black race

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