6 June 2012
Fine put me on the stand,
I'll go right on up
And tell the whole courtroom
How I've had enough.
Enough of being marginalised
In my own native land,
Enough of you white folks
Taking the hand,
Enough of you westerners
Using my home
As your paradise. Clear off,
Find your own!
Enough of being
At your beck and call,
I won't do it no longer,
No not at all.
This murder, I committed it,
I will plead
Guilty to charge.
I want white blood to bleed
Because one of you's dead
And there's a whole fuss
But was there such ado
When you killed thousands of us?
When you mowed us down
To take our island,
When you worked us to the bone,
Hanged and tried us
For crimes we didn't commit,
Just scapegoats.
I've had enough
This has to be a joke.
I refuse to rely on you
For my bread anymore,
So clap me in irons
And close the cell door.
Michaela • Opuss № I