“Diamonds”

 

by Melanie Carr

 

 

       Drip Drop

          Drip Drop

 

       Blood stains the ground

       Empty hands swallow

          The guilt-----

      

Slice by demonic hands

 

     Pain mesmerize their eyes

     Blinded by scorching sun

 

           We weep, We moan, We want relief!

 

           Hold on little brotha, Hold on little sista

          

            He is coming to save us!

            He is coming to save us!

 

     When will he save us?

     We shall neva know

 

     Branded, Bonded, Limbless------

     Soaking in sweat and tears

     Longing for better days

     Open their hands to the Most High

 

     He can’t hear us, he won’t listen

 

     Pray little brotha, Pray little sista

     Someday there will be peace-----