I understand loving, some of history,
how we learned and grew,
but down the hallways of time,
Africans are still crying for their children,
their freedom, wrapped in chains,
and the first people are still weeping,
I cannot, I will not,
celebrate their death,
and there are no muskets in heaven.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree
Blessings to everyone, and peace!
“If you love nature, you will love people.”