Write me an Ode,
To The motherland
That births black oil
Tell her, that her children
Have almost forgotten Her.
As her traits are traded
For the white mans knowledge
And  melanin is now bleached
For a bright glowing skin.
There is need for her,
To call her children together
Under the mango tree
And reinstall the black attitude.
For  mother earth yearns for her
To tell the story of our hero’s past
And instill our negritude.
Write me an ode to blackness.
-Rejibudu