Lest We Forget

When I look on a fellow blackman

And imagine him tilling

On a land faraway

Naked

For no pay

The scars awaken

 

We battle tears

When we open history books

To see black bodies being transported across seas of pages

Their bells chiming sad songs as they walk

From one continent to the next

From glory to disdain

We put ourselves in their skins

Because we share the same tone

And our tears now

Have formed another Atlantic

Hoping our pride can use it to cross back to us

 

But what to do now?

We cannot forget

Unless we change the color of our skins

 

African chiefs

Will you fall for the same traps as your forefathers?

The wealth didn’t remain with us

But the tears never seem to end

Lest you forget

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