cry of the black

newman poem

 

I may be black but I am created by the almighty, which created you.

Why judge me because of the color of my skin, why oppress my black brothers and sisters.

I can see there fears and hear there cries but no one seems to care.

They have taken the chains and shackles from off our feet but want to enslave our mind.

I see your fears and hear your cries but one day you will cry no more for your sorrows but for joy.

 

By : Hyacinth Newman

  • Author: newman poem (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 6th, 2010 18:28
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  • nair36

    a powerful poem with powerful words.

  • Kri2arch

    I love it!

    • newman poem

      thank you for your comment on my poem

      • Kri2arch

        U r always welcomed

      • Paul Price

        I agree with previous comment. powerful poem....; )



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