You Took From Me
You are the he who took from me
All that I might have had
Who has blight tomorrow’s light
From yesterday’s ghetto pad.
Who did take what I make
Even the fruits of my mind
Not only use but you did abused
Each asset you did find.
As coffee with cream doesn’t it seem
our best was weakened with you
For lustful joys from human toys
You ravished our families in two.
For ages you made the pages
Of my history so awfully vague
Taught me to lack while you abstract
Those visions you spread as a plague.
How long must I weep before I complete
Training in your land of the free?
When will the marred be fully debarred
For me to taste true liberty?
You took my land out of my hand
Making me barren of nation.
You left in return a fire which burns
To halt this human damnation.
So I’ll just sigh then remit this cry
(that luxury you did let me keep)
I’ll be enviously stinging for bells a ringing
To say, "Freedom is oh, so sweet!”