Sand
The Ebony Body is shackled in irons
The Ebony Body is whipped and prodded
The Ebony Body is restless in pronged collars
The Ebony Mind is restricted from reading
The Ebony Mind is restricted from learning
The Ebony Mind is restricted from expression
The Ebony Spirit cannot be broken
The Ebony Spirit burns bright
The Ebony Spirit has sand
The slaves of old have lived under the boot of oppression and violence
Scars and brands cover the body while trauma and propaganda torment the mind
The spirit burns strong despite all attempts to drown it in pain and sorrows
The Oppressors have all kinds of excuses and justification for their sins
The Bible told me to do it, it’s okay
The Elders told me to do it, it’s okay
The Law told me to do it, it’s okay
But deep down every Oppressor knows the truth
It is better to wear the boot then to live under it
It is hell to live under the heels of another and they know it
They can never deny that they fear hell so they can never justify casting another into the flames
The Oppressed and the Oppressor are the same when they stand on equal ground
They both bleed
They both cry
They both love
And They both die
It is said that those who live below are home, but when the weight is lifted watch how high they fly
Watch how fast they learn to flap their wings
Watch them sing and dance
Watch them rise and lead
Watch them soar higher than anyone before
No one wants to live in hell or even the ground
We all reach for the heavens
The Ebony body has been chained
The Ebony mind has been tortured
The Ebony spirit has sand
The darker it gets the brighter it burns
The heavier it gets the higher it flies
The lower it points the straighter it stands
The Ebony Spirit can be weighed down
The Ebony Spirit can never be put down
