Plight

A bad situation
You were stolen from
Your home from your family
Then you learned a new religion
New god
Your African roots has been vanished….
You’ve been brainwashed, abused…
Now you’re a different person…
You don’t associate with your people…

Have you become a colonizer?
A sellout?
A sambo?
A coon?

Cos you listen to other people
These people who think they’re superior
They’re not…
But they convinced you
They’re more greater than you….
So you dumb yourself down to make these kind
Of monsters to look good….

The system taught you to hate yourself
Change your hair findin ways to bleach
Your skin…you speak English perfectly…
You marry a someone who doesn’t look like you….
And take down about your race…
Sayin you’re better than them…
Cos

You went to the next level….
When really, it still doesn’t give you power…
Your Stockholm Syndrome fils the atmosphere..

You may not see your plight…
But it’s there
In your dna…passin down to your next generations…
And the next…

It’s an uncomfortable thing
And some of us could see it
And we can break it
And others they’re used to it….

💯✊🏿©️Kai C. 7-21-24