I was born a white man
With compassion and peace,
Unlike my racial brothers
Who let equality cease.
They scheme plan and plot
To bind us all in chains.
What will the game cost?
The blood from our veins!
The poverty that despoils
Those in second class,
Cut before their time
Mowed down like the grass
Why is it that we think
They don\'t deserve fate?
Sweating blood and tears
Yet forbid to pass a gate.
How can we degrade a man
Inflict a self ashame
See him as a lesser
And Rob him of his claim.
In theory we are equal
But does that really play
The bulk don\'t have a part
They sure don\'t have a say.
Whilst the superior class
Claims the bloody pie,
Ignores the broken souls
Without asking why.
To them their ascendant
With all the witless tact,
But like a hollow shell
Like a mirror that is cracked.
The coloured man\'s place
is surely to abide.
Fill an empty space
One without pride
I won\'t be subservient
To whom that rules the roost,
Take him off his pedastal
And Rob his ego boost.
So to the man who hears this
Sitting on another\'s knife.
Raise your cultured banners
Contest this paltry life.
Spread this new message
To all those with no choice,
And let it be a beacon
To all those with no voice.
Are you going to roll and die
Beneath our starry night?
So make your voices echo heard
To those who share your plight.
God bless you on your mission
To claim your rightful share
And to be seen as the wheat
That replaced the lonely tare.