American Cry
Slavery was the American Holocaust.
10 million Africans piled into ships,
Regarded with less empathy and dignity than animals,
Made to sleep in their own shit.
They don't teach it in schools,
It'll make the crackers feel bad,
Well maybe they should,
Slavers might've been their daddy's daddy's dad.
It's in their blood,
It's history,
Real human beings made to live in mud,
Held in bondage by other real human beings,
Who went on to have sons,
And so on and so forth now the legacy lives on.
White slavers ate slaves.
Cannibalism so poeticly horrifying it's not in any curriculum,
Enslaved Africans used so wholly and completely not even their corpses were allowed to finally rest,
The chattel institution found a way to even own death.
They weren't people, they were slave owners,
Nazis with Georgia accents,
Passed it to their children,
And those kids threw rocks at Ruby Bridges,
They're still alive,
Like like rhythm and blues and they like to rock and jive,
Abused melanin then for cotton now for culture,
White supremacy is terrorism and it adapts to thrive,
Within white America's hearts and minds,
In the psyches of young men proud only that they are alive,
Slavery was a form of genocide.
But we aren't ready to acknowledge it,
Just know that history is always watching,
There is nowhere to hide.
