Mama

Take me back to where I was

To the place I was in

Where there were no heartaches

Where there were no sins

This world is vicious mama

Can’t bear to see you suffer

Take me back mama

I can’t bear this any longer

Child became hysterical

Child began to cry

Stood in front the mother

With blood in his eyes

Mama! Listen to me!

Are you blind?

Can’t you see this world

Is killing my poor little mind?

The world is prejudice mama

It divides the poor from the rich

The rich live in mansions

The poor sleep in bus stations

Mama, I am young

But I understand

I see white, I see black

Living in segregation

The white help each other

Black fight against one another

Mama, I’m begging you

Return me

Because I am black

I don’t want to grow up

Fighting like that!

Mother cried!

Child wept!