Searching for the Finish Line

We were taken on ships to the land of the free

Because of Black skin that didn't include me

We were bought and sold like acres of land

So we can jump and run at the white man's command

The man himself then set us free

An emancipation, a piece of paper to me

Set free by law, but not by man

With the choice to cower or make a stand

Not brave but desperate we stood out ground

A new freedom is the gift that we found

We got what we wanted the freedom to be

But that wasn't enough for a man like me

The taste of ignorance was wretched and sour

For in this world knowledge was power

We horded all knowledge we happened to hear

And learned about lands far and near

Finally gathered the intel we needed

Me and my people finally succeeded

We were now in position to be of good use

To fight off the relentless white man's abuse

But power has a way of corrupting the mind

And stupidity took over our mankind

Future roll models turned petty and violent

The voice of the people suddenly grew silent

So our black men destined to be heroes 

Now rot in boxes with the label of zeroes

We started this race with an intention to win 

But lost sight of the line that marked...

the end