Thursday, September 13, 2007

A Cry From A Black Man


I would like everybody to know how I feel about the way African Americans have been treated all over the years. These days, the way we’ve been treated are obviously a lot better than in the past. If some people really understood the way we actually feel, and how some of us pretend like it doesn’t bother us; but deep down it tears our insides apart. We were treated worst than dogs, handcuffed and chained in the bottom of boats, stolen from our homes, turned from men to babies; hiding in the shadows.

We could never stand up straight again, never able to look at any one else in the eyes. We lost all hope of ever being free, being able to walk down the street without being told what to do, or who to look at. Some important black people have changed the way we live our lives today, Martin Luther King Jr. and Rosa Parks.

We will never be able to get away from the racism, there are some people who just don’t see more than color, doesn’t matter what there is deep down, they only see what’s on the surface. Some of it is our fault, we treat ourselves the same way the whites did when we were their slaves. We throw words around that imply that we are inferior; when the truth is we gave a lot to the world today and without our intelligence we would live in the dark( which I will discuss in a further blog entry)
The poem that is underneath is a poem that is written by a writer; CoCoMix45, which describes the way most people feel about African American people and how we should all smarten up and fix the problems around us.






A Cry From A Black Man
-CoCoMix 45

Every-time I wake up

I pray for that day


When Blacks can feel proud


And our past washed away
***


But I can't see a future


When we keep our eyes shut


And we continue to live


In the dark and in the smut
***
We're the only Race on earth


That takes pride in a word


That made slaves out of men


And stands for hate when it's heard
***

But we hear it everyday


And it starts with an "N"


Like drugs in our veins


Its use has no end
***


I can never understand


Why we embrace it with love


A word born out of Hell


We should not be proud of
***


You will never hear others


Insult them selves like we do


As we watch them succeed


While we're flush down the tube
***


We've been treated worse than dogs


And a lot is our fault


For we pass to our young


All the crap we've been taught
***


We will always be slaves


If we continue to use


That word we've been called


And we seem to abuse
***


How can we earn respect


In a world like today


When we keep ourselves down


And never change in our ways
***


It's time to turn things around


And break this chain that we bear


And stop living as fools


And put our ass into gear
***


We must instill in our young


They're the key to our change


Make education the rule


Let success be their range
***
And only then we will earn


The respect we demand


And stop living a word


That ties up our hand
***


So I say to my Brothers


And Sisters you too


Let's show pride in ourselves


For we're Gods children too

3 comments:

heartbroken said...

i loved the poem you included in your blog. it wrapped everything you said up so nicely.
"So I say to my Brothers
And Sisters you too
Let's show pride in ourselves
For we're Gods children too"
i totally agree with that part of the poem and i think its ridiculous when people treat others like they're not human just because of their race.

lilDipper09 said...

wow, you're blog is so strong and touching. The poem at the end really ties everything together.

Desire said...

Wow, your concept and beliefs are so strong. Keep up the great work! :D