“Diamonds”

by Melanie Carr

Drip Drop

Drip Drop

Blood stains the ground

Empty hands swallow

The guilt-----

Slice by demonic hands

Pain mesmerize their eyes

Blinded by scorching sun

We weep, We moan, We want relief!

Hold on little brotha, Hold on little sista

He is coming to save us!

He is coming to save us!

When will he save us?

We shall neva know

Branded, Bonded, Limbless------

Soaking in sweat and tears

Longing for better days

Open their hands to the Most High

He can’t hear us, he won’t listen

Pray little brotha, Pray little sista

Someday there will be peace-----