You do not have a name,

There are no words to use.

Nothing will suffice,

I can’t refer to you…

I feel wrong for staying,

And yet wrong for leaving.

I feel wrong in silence,

And wrong for screaming…

Blind man, blind man,

Open up your eyes.

Hiding in the dark,

Wake up and face the lies.

The lessons I’ve learned,

Have come at a cost.

It’s painful to look at,

The moments I’ve lost…

From a father to his son,

From mother to her daughter,

History repeating,

Like ripples in the water…

It’s bleaker than bleak,

I’m weaker than weak.

What will it take,

For me to be freed?

I hold on to my life,

I grab it by the throat.

I squeeze it so hard,

That my life starts to choke…

The oppressed now oppressing,

The robbed become robbers.

Generations enchained,

The flogged are now floggers…

I know I should be happy,

But tears roll down my face.

I know I should be thankful,

But these tears come any way…

It’s morning again,

Lord, help me to rise.

I could stay in this bed,

And never open my eyes…

In the wilderness I wander.

With each step I ponder,

Of a time long past,

When life it seemed, was fonder...

The sun comes up,

And the sun goes down.

I stay put,

While the world goes ‘round...

I find myself stuck,

Holding this empty cup.

I lift it to my lips,

Hoping it’ll fill me up...