The voice of my ancestors

I am the voice of my ancestors, the voice of the great kings and queens whose stories are not taught, whose empires have robbed the voice of the kings and queens whose kingdoms were ripped apart, splendor and riches stolen by those with boats. 

I am the voice of my ancestors, the voice of the woman who mourned for her young snatched from her arms, taken to a place she knew not. 

The voice of the woman who hopelessly watches her warrior slaughtered like a dog, the voice of the woman whose family falls apart. 

I am the voice of my ancestors, the voice of the man who could not protect his wife nor his life, the man who was once strong, now broken and labeled with a badge of shame, the man who fought but still his brothers were sold.  

I am the voice of my ancestors, the voice of the child whose father was killed and mother raped, the voice of a child whose life was changed for the worst. 

I am the voice of my ancestors, the voice of the baby born on the sea, covered in blood and wrapped in tears, a lullaby of pains and melodies of sadness. 

I am the voice of my ancestors, the voice of the people whose crime was love, sin humanity, the voice of those who died on the road to death. 

I am the voice of my ancestors, the voice of those whose hands Belgium got, those whose bodies were gold.  

I am the voice of my ancestors, the voice of those oppressed and enslaved beaten and hurt, I am the voice of those you whose souls you seized. 

I am the voice of my ancestors, the voice of those carried in chains and hunted by guns, the voice of millions who died at sea, those whose blood built all that you see. 

I am the voice of my ancestors, the voice of those who dreamt light in the darkness, sang praises in sorrow, and hoped for a tomorrow.  

I am the voice of my ancestors, the voice of those who fought and never won, like Moses the promised land they never saw. 

I am the voice of Steve Biko, black pride

I am the voice of Malcolm X's blackness, 

I am the voice of Thomas Sankara Africanism, 

I am the voice of those you killed to silence. 

Can you hear them? 

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