It is because they can’t help themselves.
And we’re stuck here
Unable to get away from them.
They seek us out
“Let’s go kill some niggers.” They say.
Then they come to the Black neighborhood
And chase a poor Black man onto the highway
Where he is run down and killed.
Or they trick a Black man into their car
As if they are his friends
And then attempt to hang him.
Just get angry and hold candlelight vigils
Ask the same murderers’ brothers for justice
Have you ever wondered about our peculiar situation?
Where else in the world
Are there so many Black people living among whites
Have such a history?
They brought us here as slaves,
Reluctantly “freed” us,
Didn’t give us anything to go for ourselves.
We are still here.
And they are still killing us,
As if we did something wrong to them.
THEY BROUGHT US HERE!
We didn’t ask to come.
Now, they don’t have anything for us to do.
They don’t even have enough jobs for their own people.
Why don’t they give us a place
Where We Can Do For Ourselves,
Without Having To Live Under Their Shadow Of Death?