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thinking about slavery and thought to write a poem about all blacks went through. |
| Colored People By: Victoria Buskey Colored people were raped and abused Thinking if they leave their masters, they had nothing to loose. Kidnapped, taken from their land Forced to work in America for the white man. They came and stole our riches and jewels Then they had the nerve to make us clean our own tools. They took us to their land, making us work long hours Their skin is lighter so they thought they had more power. They made our own people rebel on their own kind Hundreds of years washing our minds. Telling us you're worthless, a piece of crap without me Saying if you ask you will never be free. We were raped, beat, and killed I can't believe we were forced by will. Finally they let us go free Acting like we were a part of humanity. After hundreds of years of manual labor How dare they lie and say they are our savior. We have come so far from those days Don't let your skin try to stand in your way. |