From the strongholds of oppression
They bore heirs to the thrown of grace
Through the struggle and humiliation
They wore the pain on their face
No medication, to help cope with the strife
No comfort came to console at night
Through the ridicule, low pay, and degredation
They endured for the making of a great nation

Great nation you say, This I cannot see
Their heirs are jailed and mocked
Always in trouble they seem to be
But yet there are those who have made them proud
oh yes, they have done quite well so say it loud
Changed over time to educate and empower
There is one who rose up like a might tower
A nation that once left them without a cent
has now made their heir the president

Geneva Rochester
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