I am black and proud! Oh Yes.
I will sing it loud all years.
Black is my skin calling.
Out of black love you will never see me falling.
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Behind my brows are horror scenes
Each blink am drifted in oblivion deep
In the fear archives within my genes
As cold trepidations in my heart creep
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We came clad in white suits,
With crocodile skin made boots
Alongside a funky dressed lady each,
For bravery during the time of speech.
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Death is ok only if
It creeps and seizes abruptly
Snipping down on prey
Like hawk on loose fowl
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So you taught me to fly
You taught me to buy
Using cash you call money
The exchange we did in trade
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Technology save us
Technology take us back
To the uncivilised black world
Where we shone so dark bright
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The rainbow flag that waves
At schools and heroes graves
In filled stadiums and banks
Pumps pride in my hearts tanks
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Drink and eat whilst you can,
Be merry and marry even up to ten
You will miss this breath on the verge
Of slipping on the other side of this edge.
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Who holds the life picture?
Vantagely capturing it
On view-point of the future.
Who?
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If my demise dawns like this
In penury and suffering
I surely will not rest in peace
But in ceaseless wondering
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