By Sana Arshad
A Dream...
I had a dream King said
'Bout what I asked
Of whom he said
Replied from u I did
So chuckled he did
Embarrassed I begged
Please explain what u said
He smiled with a yes
Its been a long time coming
The beatings and the mocking
And the water hoses running
Some thought for naught
Dogs at the ankles
Fists breaking mandibles
Our Aunties cornered and raped
No escape
Spat on
Because whatever we stood on or sat on
Was white owned
There was nothing to call our own
Recognized as part human
3/5 of a person
Greeted with curses
Nearly put in hearse, (man)
Worked for the same green
Tho' the colors on our skin
more evident
Than the blood in between
I prayed none died in vain
Do u know we would of marched in the rain
Just to voice our pain!?
For the day in a lifetime
Maybe not mine
But our kids
Judged for who he is
Not born of a darker hue
Its not black or white
Or red or blue
Its the content
Now u see it too
I do I said
I'm so proud he said
Then a moment passed
Now u know why we bled
Be assured he urged
I'm filled with joy
Ever since August 61 they said its a boy
And when they named him,
The world got blessed
49 yrs later I don't feel no stress.
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