Black Atrocities Poem by Frank Adie

We sold our kind to the Whiteman,
For a piece of mirror or a bottle of gin,
We called our twin cursed babies;
And abandoned them to die in evil forests.

We buried people alive to appease man-made gods,
And pride ourselves as though they were good deeds;
We use human parts for ritual sacrifices;
And attributed fortune and fame to these heinous acts.

Nowadays we steal money meant to construct our own roads,
And allow people to die out of sheer wickedness;
We are vampires that sucks the blood of their own kind;
Man inhumanity to man is the greatest undoing of mankind.

We birth our children into this hopelessness,
Without doing anything to change our lawlessness;
We have mortgaged the future of our own children,
By merely birthing them in this nation.