“Blackness Vanished”
My blackness is vanishing
by the minute, the hour,
the days and the weeks.
If you have not seen it,
If you have not felt it,
If you have not heard it.
Then wake up!
Shake the keeping up
with the “Jones” And
being an “Uncle Tom”
flesh off of you.
Our culture,
Our pride,
Our heritage
Is in danger.
Fighting the power has now
become fighting ourselves,
fighting our own kind
who’s on the night train
but passes themselves off
to be another form of
black so they can concoct
sabotaging ways to launch
they’re attack.
My blackness is vanishing
not because of me.
I know who I am,
I know were my
origin is from,
I know the sacrifices
that were made.,
I am proud of who I am,
I am proud of the
Land I come from.
Naz’e
10/3/06