SLAVES

SLAVES

POEM

 

"Us BLACKS have always bin SLAVES....

& so it seems like that's the way it will remain even in our GRAVES

Its like we needed to be owned like animals we can't BEHAVE

They must have thought that the pain, blood and tears we CRAVED

Long tiring hours for some pocket change no lunch break from the HEAT WAVE

Our wives and daughters we were forced to give away and without a choice we GAVE

100 years LATER

& now the brutality is much GREATER

One of us is still a TRAITOR

For WHITES only ,with BLACKS we don't CATER

Our women still used as whores 4 business men and the occasional PANTY HATER

We only get 2 see our mothers 1 a WEEK

Cause they're working 4 da WHITE families 2 earn the money they SEEK

Then they arrive back home 2 drunk bastards who want 2 test their SPERM PEAK

At the same time beatin on them and telling them 2 turn the other CHEEK

At home they don't have the right 2 SPEAK

Its quite obvious that against their husbands they're WEAK

Its a slavery of a different KIND

You'd see no huge difference between now and then even if you had 2 REWIND

Now its the BLACK MEN who are paying women bend BEHIND

There's a need 4 money so most women don't MIND

If you're lookin 4 wild entertainment its not hard 2 FIND

You can check in the classifieds its even UNDERLINED

Its written as women who love to GRIND

There's alway men interested she don't struggle 4 a CLIENT

This life of slavery can rob you BLIND...."