White Hunter, Black Heart

Stolen from home and all it's beauty,
The African people had no choice,
Forced to serve a white man's duty,
Forced to obey a white man's voice.

Love and dreams were ripped away,
The purest land that held no fears,
All were born free, still a price to pay,
Oceans couldn't store a countries tears.

For two-hundred years they built this nation,
While being treated cruel and inhumane,
If not for the Emancipation Proclamation,
Millions would still be riddled with pain.

Nappy locks of hair and dark complexion,
African hearts the white man cannot claim,
Skin colors drastically different, but affection,
Forever dwells in white and black the same.

Enforced hatred for such an unworthy destiny,
Took America's rank to the top of the chart,
Even today we're only safe to a certain degree,
Always beware of, White Hunter, Black Heart.