He was used as a sperm donor then taken away,
A trend that happened in the past but continues today.
He was taken from place to place to breed,
Becoming a wanderer with chains was the life he did lead.
He watched as his women were raped and brutalized but nothing did he learn,
For centuries later for on his own people he would eventually turn.
The chains were broken and he was freed with the passage of time,
But he remained in the same state because he was a prisoner of his mind.
Leaving remnants of himself everywhere he did breed,
Generations past taught him nothing as he continued to spread his seed.
He created generations and generations that disrespected their own,
Because they were growing deficiently due to a father that was unknown.
In the past he could not help it for it was done against his will,
Today the chains are broken yet this practice continues still.
----- the black male
Comments
SundaysChild | May 19, 2009 - 17:09
This is a very striking piece, pinda.
I particularly liked:
'The chains were broken and he was freed with the passage of time,
But he remained in the same state because he was a prisoner of his mind.'
Keep it up.
pinda | May 19, 2009 - 17:21
Thanks sundayschild,much appreciated. Got bit of block in my head at moment,don't know what to write rap about. I think the next one gonna be another certified 18,reality one.
tcook | May 20, 2009 - 10:55
I think this is good but one line jarred with me and could do with some work -
For centuries later for on his own people he would eventually turn.
The repetition of 'for' makes it very clumsy - yet it's the crucial line in the poem. Have another go at it!
pinda | May 20, 2009 - 16:34
Thanks mate,I'll sort it out,when I have time.