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The Web Poetry Corner - Ronald G. Auguste - A HUMAN KIND

A HUMAN KIND

by

Ronald G. Auguste

(For Nelson Mandela)

Made into slaves against our will,

In freedom, we are shackled still!

But, like the sun, which tells our story,

We humbled men shall rise -- in glory --

Above that sea of causeless rage,

To claim, with love, our heritage.

A human kind, we shall be free,

To walk this earth with dignity!

To live and love, like sons of God,

Fearing no more the white man's rod.

Hearts full of love, we shall arise!

Our joyful songs will rend the skies!

Our carefree laughter, and our mirth,

Will sanctify this bitter earth!

Humbled and shamed, we've suffered long.

Denied our rights, we are deemed wrong

Because we strive to take our place,

As humans, in the human race.

We are received with wrath and scorn,

And ostracized! Were we not born,

Like you, white man, of woman's womb?

Like you, too, destined for the tomb?

Formed out of clay, and given breath,

Until we catch the cold of death?

With wicked might, you seized our land,

Subjecting us to harsh command!

Since then, you gave us lowly fate;

Denying love, you feed us hate!

You savage us with fang and claw!

You place your sins beside our door.

A human kind, your kindness ceased

To the black man, but not to beast.

You treat us second to your dogs!

You house us in foul pens like hogs!

You sentenced us without a trial!

You'll live to rue this base denial,

For God did not give you the right

To judge his sons, though black as night!

Look to your souls, and mend your ways,

For few are your remaining days

Of rabid rule. Poor petty fools,

When will you learn? What use are schools

To you, if you just will not see --

You rape your own humanity,

Because you've nurtured foolish fears

About us, for too many years?

Without a care, you made us slaves.

You were less primitive in caves!

For you assumed a hideous role,

And laid siege to a people's soul.

Aren't you aware of your past deeds?

You're still enslaved to savage creeds

Which make you scorn a race's blood!

Dragging its pride through filth and mud!

White man, you are a human kind,

But one who left most good behind,

Becoming vain, unjust, and blind!

Oh look around! It's not too late,

To feed us love, instead of hate!

We, whom you humble, suffer now.

Sorrow is etched upon our brow.

But we shall triumph through despair,

To be made equal everywhere!

Yes! We shall rise above the flood

Of hatred, to redeem our blood

To right, with love, each petty wrong,

Which make us bow, yet make us strong!

You made us slaves, against our will.

You freed us, but you bind us still.

You marred our fates, and smeared our story --

But lost! for we must rise in glory,

A human kind, forever free,

To walk this earth ... with dignity.

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