LYNCHED

Wining wasn't tall in our heart

neither was losing a stout potbellies

we have this story in our hearts

we cannot run past

& so it unfolds

we had six packs minds

ripped thoughts

that walled our women safe

then...

they

broke us in the eyes of our women

with whips and gons

till we lost our value as kings in their eyes

but our numbers multiplied

so they poured thoughts in our brains

.they washed our black brains white.

washed us of all thoughts we held dear

made us inferior in ourselves

whiter the brain the useful the being

by adding a little of their white

in our women

gathered us together and divided us

by looks, height, colour, stature

...three zero six years now

some of us still hold our brains black

so they are still washing

till we lose all the blackness within

now

our men are chasing the fair

our women becoming the fair

and changing the hair

to gain our favour

our children are washed white before birth

with no accent no culture

no manners no melanin

.the lion after taken from his kingdom

has been told he's a cute lamb and has believed it.

our minds are washed

the masters knew first

the melanin was in our brain not in our skin

the melanin is lynched!

---Fampah Coyish---