Freedom- a much sought after seven letter-word!
How on that perilous day, I lost it to your sword?
Hands and feet clenched to chains and forward, dragged,
Just like to your cabalistic comrades you had bragged.
How had I become a loot?
How had I lost my root?
To a strange land I journeyed;
To my wounds you paid no need.
Casting back red, teary sockets, my home was engulfed in flames.
My warriors bow heads as a sign they’ve shamed our names.
They fought hard but we lost our freedom
Now we’re north bound to a strange kingdom.
From cockcrow to sunset, we slave
We dug the earth’s crust to a cave
Flies and hunger; our lots
Our children sleep no longer on cots
Orphaned and helpless we watch them suffer
Their skin scaly and tougher
I wish to weep for their young fears,
But for them, a smile my face wears.
I await for the uproar of the cold black seas
Yes, they would be announced by the South breezes
I await the fragments of our forlorn fighters
The day their beacons shall be ablaze with fires
That day, we shall war to gore
And drink to our victory like a whore
Till then, I’ll await the day of salvation
For this fate shall not be our damnation
In the summer sunlight that thrashes
gently on the skin
Hold me on the tower
Culp my face in your
arms and kiss me to stupor
You’re the source of my strength,
yet the spring of my weakness.
Baby, you’re my cryptonite
I don’t wanna be called so anymore
I know I’m black but just call me a bird
I’ll fly with my broken wing
And I’ll not only sing into the deep of the night
I’m done with the pain and loneliness
The world will learn to hold me
Soon enough, you’ll see
And I’ll learn to love and care
I’ll transcend beyond these thresholds
I’ll wear strength and wield courage
I’ll put on insane courage and
an embarrassing bravery
And then I’ll be known as a BRAVE BIRD
Inspired by Nina Simone’s “Blackbird”