Blood of a slave, intelligence flowing through the veins, heart of a king
From king and queens to a deprived race, all is left are outcast and crack-feens
Keeping you strong physically but stripping you of a mind, mentally weak
Crippled in the soul for being called an animal, working forcefully for free
Makes it hard for people to digest, this as close as blind gets
Slavery and segregation is over now it’s time to advance our mindset
Old vs. Young and Light-skin vs. Dark-Skin
Falling into the trap while the demons just grin
They were ignorant and had hatred beneath their skin
The young need the old for wisdom beyond their years
The old yearn for the young to be great but their attitude is smeared
Love instead of envy, gospel tunes and scriptures fed me
They rather watch you fall than catch you
Lay the fallen where the bed should be
We all lay and reside in the same nest
Our race is a complete utter mess
If we finally overcome, God bless
Finally our ancestors can rest
Leland Wright
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lynch/
