Bl∆ck Poem by Mishack O Madubandlela

Scary, frightening,
Leaving you alone with your worst fears
It's how you feel in the dark
Is that how they felt when they saw us?
Is that why they called us inferior?
Being black is a privilege!
They make oceans wastelands to try to dump the truth in
Hoping the currents of deceit will sink them deep
Hoping it will never resurface again
But the memories will forever be imbedded in the minds
of the black nation
And so we continue to weep
Black rises as though it creeps through cracks
It always shows itself in the light
Black shines!
For as long as there's the light, black will always be
there
And it will always be noticed
No matter how you see it, it is powerful
We are powerful!
They will never defeat blackness,
For black is what makes white bright
Without black, they wouldn't call themselves white
All they do is suppress us
All we have to do is not let them surpass us
To shine bright you need to come from the dark
They continue to build armies and call them factories
Hire blacks and call them warriors
While they stay in, cozy in their monasteries
Making us compete, to make that one walrus
Telling the soldiers they're fighting for salary
This is how they get away with legalized slavery
Giving us survival of the fittest mentality Mastering the art of rapid strategy