“Aman”

By Clifton Nicholson

Being a part of the legacy of the black race

I would like to speak my mind on our tribulations

While contributing contributions of innovations

With no limitations to this here nation

And being a breath of fresh inhalation

By demonstrating a way to make it

Through agriculture cultivation and all the basics

Despite despair facing subjugation from fairer faces

Suffering from degradation mass incarceration segregation

Education separation for a lesser placement

No advocation just master handing out lacerations

And claiming the Bible gives justification for enslavement

To my amazement we still tend to stand with smiling faces

The progenitors of creation coming from the motherland

And giving birth to all the other lands

The brother man we don’t shrink we expand like a rubber band

So through all the altercations hating and detestations

We never fading forever blazing and highly favored

And meditation and prayer that’s sacred is our oblation

We elevating and congregating for conjugation

So we don’t need your adoration salutations or congratulations

We got us and heaven’s grace and we fed up with all the racist

We won’t leave evacuation isn’t up for conversation

We rise up against confrontation and man up to obligations

So with that being stated is there anything else to say then

I guess I’ll finish and end this here with Aman!

By Clifton Nicholson