I Celebrate

Posted March 7, 2013 By: marc4real

I Celebrate....
In America I am entitled to it
School did not instruct me thru it
They told me that it's my right
As long as I did it within, a scant 28 days and nights
They call this Black History?
Even more of an anomaly

The Chattel slavers who created this race
Under Royal authority of "Britain the Great"
Journeyed through jungles, sailed the seas
Passed narrow straights, collected trade fees

Humans, the slaves were not considered to be
But like cattle or sheep, just forms of property
For the slaves that made it
In the Triangle were traded
Sugar for molasses, molasses for rum, and rum for slaves
Destined to toil the fields, tend the mills, only to end up in graves


On the way to the Middle Passage.............


For 383 years or so, and counting about 12 million souls
The Diaspora of Blacks from Africa, effects continually unfold
America reaps incalculable profits, in power and prominence, they grow
Broken families, incarcerations, and murders all that Blacks have to show

Starring from a far away distance
You could see the distant look in their eyes
Yearning and gazing longingly, into the oceans of stars and skies
Standing on the Earth that night
Recognizing a celestial point of light

When out of Africa our ancestors were stolen
Not despair but fortitude they chose
I gain internal strength from knowing
Out of the concrete can grow a rose

Mentally, I can perceive it
Spiritually, I can conceive it
History, can't be deleted
Victory, we can achieve it

I Celebrate....
In America I am entitled to it
School did not instruct me thru it
They told me that it's my right
As long as I did it within, a scant 28 days and nights
They call this Black History?
Even more of an anomaly

I lift a toast

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