History

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 History repeats itself 

Dead black bodies everywhere

They hunt us down like we're animals

While we are left with nothing but to cower in fear 

The pain and suffering our ancestors went through 

The blood they shed for our freedom

Will they make it all in vain?

Or we will rise to put together our nation? 


The course of history is changing

Strong black people roam the land

We are fighting to get what we have asked for nicely before

And by whatever means necessary, we will take it by hand

Feeding off the scraps they leave us is no longer an option

We are fighting so our children will not have to

We kneel so our generation can rise

No matter what it takes, we will do.

✊✊🏽✊🏿

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