Count your blessings
and calculate your moves,
because one never knows
When one might lose;
their life, liberty, or their pursuit of happiness.
Our personas are personified
by our roots and their nappiness.
So how can you expect us to walk a path straight and narrow
when our ancestors came without a ticket for travel?
We put the language in our bellies
and strapped the culture on our backs,
we were stripped bare and left defenseless from the most heinous of attacks.
Subjugated and demeaned, turned from kings to niggers
and bitches from queens.
But this we are told is the American Dream.