Like a motherless child
Left orphaned and fighting
The suffocating wild.
I am not an animal
To be left whipped in a cage,
A mustang left chained
At a flagpole of hate.
My dreams are haunted
By visions of flying leagues
Past the overcast pall
Of the noose next to my neck.
All this, for I want to be human
A dream I will swallow
And guard in my veins
Though you cut out my heart
The love still remains.
I like this...was this inspired by McKnight's class?
ReplyDeleteYea definitely. All these movies about slavery and the black struggle are so depressing. Its amazing how strong these people were, for hundreds of years. I can't imagine all of that pain, but I guess that's what I tried to to.
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