The Lynched In America Series–Black communities-Lynching #118-The lynching of Black slave trades.

A white person born in south africa, Decides to take the american oath. To become an american citizen, You may take this as a joke. But when their papers are finished up, Guess what they become? An african-american, with all it’s benefits, You may think that would be dumb. With all the things for minorities, Why do Blacks keep getting less? Blacks got tricked into letting others benefit, From the things Blacks fought to get. Blacks get tricked into accepting titles, That non-Black folks can use, In schools, in jobs, in real estate, Black people played the fool. But there’s one word that Blacks can use, That no one else can take, The word is Black, it unites us all, And weeds out any fakes. So let’s check the damage and take a look, And see where we went a stray. And if we get back to our Black minds, We’ll restore the Black world someday. Let’s begin… You call yourself african-american, But you do not act african. You call yourself african-american, But you do not dress african. You call yourself african-american, But you do things to your hair, eyes and body, To make you look less african. After 400 years in white folks shadows. Many Blacks have forgotten the word that unites africans. Maybe I can help. We are the original Black asians, Can you unite with that? We are the original Black britians, Can you unite with that? We are the original Black canadians, Can you unite with that? We are the original Black dominicans, Can you unite with that? We are the original Black egyptians, Can you unite with that? We are the... (For full poem, visit:) http://bhcaberi.htmlplanet.com A Black Panther (P.B.C.O.C.N.) Poem By NEETTA BLACK 11-27-1987 **BLACK FAMILIES' POEMS** “If you are african-american, then so are whites.” A Black Panther (P.B.C.O.C.N.) Poem By NEETTA BLACK visit: http://bhcaberi.htmlplanet.com Donate To The Black Panther Black Poetry Museum.