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The chronicle of the black race

05 November 2015, 13:10 Timileyin Gabriel Olajuwon

The fertile black breast

That yielded the white fluid

Was what

Your grandpa, my grandpa

Your grandma, my grandma sucked

Before they die to live again

The nipples of the motherhood of black race

Was where they encircled to seek ease

Seek justice not with the barrel of gun

But with voice of one world

At her enchanting feet, they kneeled

Pray, sing and seek peace

For their generation and that of their kin's

Before they feast with the deceased

The world is in the forest of word

The word is in the belly of the world

They prayed for peace in one voice of one word

And never hit one another with the sword .....

One step ahead

The cord of existence was passed across to us

The same nipple of motherhood was given for us to suck

The word was given to us not the sword

But where did we go from there?

We departed within race

Of white and dark-skinned

As though the rain that pour

Does not on all fall

We did not always see eyes to eyes

To some, they are classes of the high

While others are left battered in an 'homeland'

To birth upon the left- over scars

We force the silence of the word

And cause the stabbing of the sword

Kill, steal and even destroy the generational bid

As though we live not under the same sky

And we are not save

Again! Under the blue sky

Neither nor on the black land

To rest and sleep

Only to count the days to weep.

I only hope when I die I can say I am black

And it's beautiful to be black...

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