Category : Poems

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Oblivious we are to what is 
As we seem to have took the pills forced
Upon us by them the creators of 
The matrix.

The Blue print of death created by
Them is active today as it was yesterday.

They say, slavery is no more. yet, I 
Strongly believe their slaveries blue 
Print was created with a loop statement with an algorithm that was programmed to keep

The oppressed suppressed 
Thus making the oblivious 
Forever drenched, continuously
Submissive to the effects 
White supremacist matrix slavery pills.

Their thanks giving feast was nothing but
“blood and sand” 
Slavery and death I now 
understand.

Everyday we go on our daily routine 
Not knowing that we are nothing but
An experiment in their slavery code,
We black people are like zombies 
Walking blind to what is and Have no clue.

They robbed and rapped our home land. They took our resources and created their in the western empires.

They gave us their version of our religion saying the white man sitting in the Vatican is the voice of God and we must obey or else we will pay with our lives. What have we done to them for them to treat us this way.

Out of all the black people that are here in the west today, how many of ask to come here. 

I know now the ocean waters are salty because the tears of my ancestors still float within it.

Every night I look to the heavens and see the stars, each representing an ancestor that you have killed.

“Of everything that was done to us in the slave trade and today, how would you feel if we did it all to you?”


Open thought 

Romaine Davy