Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Dear Brother,

Disgust is what I feel when I look at you

Your beautiful brown skin

You torment with bleach

Strains of your present sins are slowly seeping… into your soul


And you think they fear you?

Well they use to

When you stood tall and knew who you were

Instead of fighting them

You kill each other

Your very brother…

Now you're confused as they sit back and laugh at you


How can I look you in the eyes?

Shame fills my lungs as I speak of you

Wishing for your demised

Praying for the death of your ignorance

What other choice have I?

Call me out my name

No longer "my sister'

Instead I'm "mama", "shawty" or "bitch"!


Though far we have come

Yet our minds in slavery reminds

Why trade our beautiful thick hair

For straight lies?

Yet staring in your brown eyes I see no shame

If your brother is a nigga, niggers we'll all remain


Although I bare your child, respect I don't gain?

My black boys I urge you to grow into men

See your power that they caged within

Treat your sisters with respect

For we're dying spiritual, mentally and physically

When you're gone you leave your babies crying

Mothers becoming daddies because you're no longer providing

I should have let you go so long ago

Yet for you to come home I'm praying



THE FUTURE.........

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