Negus_Negusta
Posted on January 12, 2009.

I have a love so deep for my people that it hurts<o:p></o:p>

So I took up Black Studies quench my cultural thirst<o:p></o:p>

I was born in America, but…Mother Afrika is the place of my birth<o:p></o:p>

I have an Afrikan-born heart even though I've never touched Afrikan earth<o:p></o:p>

You see…I will remain connected to my people for better or for worse<o:p></o:p>

Whether they doing something positive or out in the streets doing dirt<o:p></o:p>

I mourn my peoples' journey from the cradle to the hearse<o:p></o:p>

Parents burying their children knowing it should be reversed<o:p></o:p>

We degrade our mothers and sisters, fathers and brothers…forgetting what we're worth<o:p></o:p>

I'm just a conscious brother trying to reach young minds hoping the streets don't reach them first<o:p></o:p>

Trying to reach plagued minds, often the victims of lies that our blackness is a curse<o:p></o:p>

Chanting:<o:p></o:p>

BLACK POWER! BLACK POWER! BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL!<o:p></o:p>

Make that love hurt<o:p></o:p>

I have a love so deep for my people that it hurts<o:p></o:p>

It's like a steady pounding…so deep in my chest it could burst<o:p></o:p>

I have a love so deep for my people that it hurts<o:p></o:p>

And It pains me that some of them stopped listening after the first verse

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SouLovely516 wrote on January 15, 2009
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Loved this poem....very inspirational to read!!

SouLovely516