Lynching in the United States

Thursday, May 5, 2016

Our Unnamed Warriors

How many had to be lost
How many at what cost
What's The cost of a better life
For my children and my wife

How much blood had to be shed
How many fathers pronounced dead
Before the world would see
The horror that surrounded you and me

They blamed our warriors for a great sin
Because they could not control the color of their skin
Our soldiers were burned their faces charred 
And our women were forever getting scared

Hanging like ornaments from a tree
They were a reminder for all to see 

The unnamed warriors who fell at an alarming rate
Had unveiled society's wrath of injustice and hate
These acts that caused flames to grow
In our hearts the fire was ever-expanding its glow

These warriors who mothers and fathers saw them fall
Are a constant reminder to us all
Of how far we have come and how far we have to go
I only wish I could tell them so they would know

Know that they are missed and that we still care
That they were apart of the battles that we all share
The battle for justice and peace of mind
And for happiness in a world that can be so unkind
Even if we move two steps forward and one step back
Their memories keep us on the right track

By Destenie Nock January 31, 2016

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