I Am Black. Poem by Lyfe Tymme

I am Black!
I'd suffered the brute of slavery; way back
Fed with torture n torment, still never looked back
Then; my sight was blind but found my way through the dark
Now my lids are open, seeing reasons why dogs bark!
Affirmatively; understand the code these hackers can't crack
Was forced into the dubious knowledge of the global connections; yes! am on track
Retaliating to make more fortune-the time tells pay back
I am Black
And I preferred the opposite colour that pitch blacks
Led by Cowboys n Cowards; they possess the love of cowries in an empty sack
Ignoring all precious amenities we lack
Tick 'n' tack
Laundering funds away in stacks n packs
Every sec into min
Every min into hour
Every hour in day
And after day there's a night
Is a must that I stand and fight
Asserting this without my power nor my might
Black Magic! is one certainty in flight
Black people widen your vision and sight
Despite all the dark days, there'll always b light
No matter tick the sky is there'll always b a Spot that's bright
I am black
Am a Nigerian