Blackened Past

They want us to forget
How they formed labyrinth on father's back
With strokes of rods

They want us to forget
How mother was ripped off from us to foreign masters
With wails of anguish

They want us to forget
How brother hung from a tree with his limb till from dusk till dawn
Because he stole a piece of bread for me

They want us to forget
How sister was raped of her pride and heritage
Because her black ebony skin appealed to their damned anatomy

I won't forget..
As phophenes memories of yesteryears play rhythm with my tears
I shrieked for as our tears rained on our rooftops
When mother was beaten because she couldn't deny her love for me
When father traded his pains for my smiles