down in the ground
black is crushed
black is burned
and our life it runs
white, brown and black
all we run on black
and it quelled not our hunger
even the pangs stronger
so we dug further
into the ground deeper
it got slippery
and black even watery
and what a pool
in the earth's womb
clamped in our pipes and tubes
we'll suck till we're full
oh! what fools
soon we got fat
and our cravings did not slack
into our waters we spilled black
over the skies we burned black
for the shillings we stack
what a curse
if u lacked black
for her merchants will strip your purse
ah! greater curse
if you had black
we'll break into your purse
with strings attached to its lock
soon we'll draw daggers
build arsenals of arrows and spears
black erodes our caution
boils our emotions
fires up our frenzy
till we're drunk and giddy
in barrels till we're tipsy
soon our brothers we stab
with daggers coloured black
and blood red runs back
into streams of lack
screams and fumes blazes into the sky
groans of anguish from mother earth
all because of black
slippery crude black
« return.