Monday, 7 May 2012

The black shadow



Dreams fade, when death strikes, tears flow
Young girls dying, murdered for beauty
Raped and robbed, everybody is watching
My story is metal, heavy as an elephant hug, you can’t take it
Days passing by, nights flying low, everybody still talking
Dark shadows shading the fading black nations
Jesus died on the cross, to liberate us from these oppressions
 Black people killing each other, dangerous on the outside
Evil on the inside, street bangers to daylight murders
There’s a black shadow over the black man
He don’t want to better but a bad man
We fighting war over the same skin,
Prisons congested with the black man
 
It hurts worse when a black man kill a black child
Even worse when an African kills another African
I wonder if we ever be free, with so much hate in the land
A young girl snatched from a loving family
Sent to the world of the dead by the black men
Friends crying over her last memories,
such a young soul losing life in such a young age, the pain is endless
Her memories be forever, I’ll never forget the way she left us
I feel like there’s so much hate in the world
Cruel man rule with violence and hatred, the poor and the young suffer
Even the unborn and the dead feel the pain in this universe
Who would have so much hate to kill an innocent child
Just a little girl, with dreams, visions of a better future
Life cut short by a greed of a man with no love for the black child
 
My mother is black, my sister is black, my brother is black
My blood is black, so is my father,
there’s a shadow of a black cloud
Clowns make fun of us, I don’t blame em,
it’s funny we don’t know what love is
A black neighbour is like a curse,
its either you are hated for being rich or for being a criminal
Black children kill the elderly black, The black elderly curse the black child
The rich black oppress the poor black, the black leaders lie to the black voters
Nobody wants a black child, he walks and dress like a criminal, everybody hates blacks
Asians walk in unity, in business they grow with dignity,
Blacks still from the black man, you give em a job they break your jaws
They hold you hostage to demand ransom for being handsome
If I wasn’t black they would call me racist for being point on
Blacks don’t feel safe in places where only black men live
Black women rape black men, black men murder black women
Its like there’s a black shadow over the black name. I wonder why we called blacks

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