DUET ' BLACK LIVES '

HURMPHREY:

Black lives matter,

I am black,

I am beautiful,

I am dark,

My life does matter,

Black lives matter,

does my own even matter?

I am happy to be black,

 why should I die like

I am not human?

My life ,a frustration,

I am in smiles,

my life to me is tasty, not an oppression,

Is my black life not important?

Black is beauty,

black lives matter.

I have a dream, I have a dream,

I have a dream.

One day ,

blacks shall rule,

I have a dream,

that the black beauty,

the beautiful ashes of our blackness,

shall be great,

I have a dream.

Black lives matter,

black is beauty,

black is the cradle of mankind,

black is blessed,

Stop black discrimination,

black lives matter.

JOSH:

Matter that matters,

green and white lives matters 

more than black lives matter.

Do black lives really matter

or we are just being played

pitter-patter? Like an iron-

hitting a wood.

Green lives are losing matter:

The soul of crops get shatter 

and long for water daily,

Like a sojourner with no jar.

White lives matter turns

the sky at dusk or an empty room

fuming with stillness under-

the air dressed in fear.

Our lives seek refuge in a bunker,

because we no longer matter.

To the hand that keep moulding digits

on a sheet and scaring us with it.

So, since green and white lives

are losing matter.  The way 

to go seems like an iroko tree,

stretching farther and fatter.

Does black lives really matter

or we are just being the sand,

driven around by flood.

HURMPHREY THE POET

(THE WORDSBLACKSMITH)

and

JOSH WEALTH PAMPAM.