Statues of Liberty

by Anwar Aswad Amir

                            The Statue of liberty

                          Was never for you or me?

                     We never came into New York harbors

                          With a dream to be free.

                     We never saw the Statue of liberty

                         The lady of no partiality.

    We came by way of Jamaica, new Orleans, Alabama and the west Indies.

                   We never came in through Ellis islands

                          With a dream to be free.

               At that time the only thing that was happening

                     for Afrikans were Sundays hangings

                           At the old cotton tree.

         Blood clots Red necks laughing’ and calling it Sunday fun.

                  Hanging a Nigger was protested by no one.

                         We never have a free hand.

                Although our blood has spilled for this land.

                          Why can’t you understand?

                    We were never written into this land.

                  Because freedom we still have to demand.

                   In a place where the statue of liberty

                             Is supposed to be?

               A symbol of opportunity in a land of the free.

   The torchbearer, she never held a light to represent the Afrikan race.

        Because there, is only darkness from our birth to our grave.

                  In America . . . Afrikans are never free.

                          If you don’t believe me.

                         Go and check your history.

                 Or better yet ask, "the Statue of liberty."

Statues of Liberty by Anwar Aswad Amir

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