The Next Chapter

I start off with a blank page contemplating on what I want to say.
Do I want to start off speaking of the pain of my ancestors?
On how they bruised and used them.
Or how they try to make us keep our pride on the hush hush.
What they don't understand is that this is the black revolution.
We've come to the conclusion that enough is enough.
Its time to let my brothers grow up. To see their lives glow up.
We're not giving our hope up
We're not going to let our mind be enslaved.
So you can one by one put us in a grave.
We'll show you a live presentation.
Of how one by one we are going to take over this nation.

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