Snatched away
Quick asits given
‘Membah them slaves?
How they was livin’?

Handled po’ ly
Fo’ too many years
Laybuh all day
Naeght shed tears

Theys owners was rich
Them kept po’
Them was tired
fought to get mo’

Rights like whites
Alls they wanted
Thems lower class
Laughed at and taunted

In the wave of tryin’
Fo’ them right to be free
Them was beaten and dyin’
Eff, Arrrah, eee, eee
What them wanted to be

Them rich white mens
A’int give a damn fo’ them slaves
Worked them to death
Gave them no graves

Later them slaves
White man still say
“Nigger, you belongs to me.”

Z. Ingram is currently a first year MALS student. Research interests are in music, television/film and human rights. Z is a wine drinking, world traveling, book loving, sapiosexual buddhist. Z also loves to meet new people and create long lasting friendships.