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SHADES OF DARKNESS; poem
Topic Started: Aug 5 2007, 09:52 PM (103 Views)
jahlove7
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Like beasts we were caught
In the bowels of ships we were brought
To the new world now as slaves
Alive but already in our graves
Our women served at the master’s leisure
Booty from a pirate’s treasure
Dark skinned forbidden fruit
They sought to water her root
Drank her sap for their juice
Setting all their fantasies loose
She was their mundane life reliever
A little infection of jungle fever
Like a biblical concubine
Taken back in time
A young child taken to her prime
Given to the next in line
She bore him bastard sons
He denies and quickly shuns
Somehow thought they were justified
Religiously they were sanctified
While the wives held their tongue
In church as the hymns are sung
Envision how the Negroes are well hung
Them climbing every rung
A secret hedonistic lust
Being taken by a savage’s thrust
Filling that sexual void
By a beast like humanoid
As her well overflows
Her passion continues to grow
She is forgetting her place
As the epitome of gods grace
The purity of the white race
She puts a smile on her face
Now watches as the Negroes are hung
From oak trees they swung
As the breath slips from his lungs
She cheers and again she comes
All swollen with genuine pride
With her husband by her side
Now over four hundred years plus
This is where all that brought us
A kaleidoscope of blackness
In various shades of awareness
Of who we really are
In this perpetual race war
Some are thankful for the lighter side
Clearly chosen for a smoother ride
So the darker ones feel inferior
Skin tones now becomes a criteria
See it on the big screens
In the pages of magazines
In what we teach
Reinforced in what we preach
You see Marcus tried
To instill that ancestral pride
But too long taught self hate
Our very own racism we now create
Free to now decide our own fate
We chose to re-shackle ourselves
Rather than escape
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kevin
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well done
Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake a whole relationship easily
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cruzan_gurl1
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once again your words blow me away.... and i one who truely beleaves the darker the berry the sweeter the juice and that dark skin is beautifull for i am the mixed child and we stand tall cause we are the best of both worlds but the slin of are ancestors is beatiful and strong...
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