Thoughts

Why? The Age Old Question

Chained by the ideology leading them away unwillingly

Held captive, set sail for the voyage of a lifetime

Generations died, millions gone, no lifelines

It’s our time

To be educated as well as motivated

To take a stand

Be on opposite lines, us against the command

Open eyes see the destruction

Open eyes leak of tears shed for the fallen

Open hands instead of clenched fists, non-violence

Open hearts spreading love, is this such a hard concept?

No it's simple

So why are we making things so difficult

Is it so hard to give up material things for the good of the people?

The green should be burned not spent

Enlightenment

This will be the real Renaissance. We need a rebirth

Everything old will crumble, a new law unearthed

By the minds of the youth cause they are our future

We need to adopt the fallen instead of killing those cursed

By hasty couplings that show

No education equals no growth

All my teachers keep em’ heads up

I know you’re trying your best

Learning from example is key

Only when you emulate greatness

When that ship first set sail,

I could only imagine what they where thinking

Should I be angry at the foreign Whites who took me away from my people?

Or maybe my anger redirected

To those who’s color matched my complexion

For they sought trade too

Why me and not you?

picture: http://blog.caat.org.uk/2011/04/21/the-abolition-of-slavery-in-arms/