I too, I was once a Columbian I am a negro, a black man A porter in their Manhattan Ville Who had utterances such as Slave, gay and thief Hollered on my soul By many my exes co workers The day I was hired I have noticed tear Tear trickling down their frantic peeks I too, I was once a Columbian I am a negro, a black man Who had lost the prospect to grow The filthy rainbow of dirty words They whispered at eve ...Täielik kirjeldus
I too, I was once a Columbian I am a negro, a black man A porter in their Manhattan Ville Who had utterances such as Slave, gay and thief Hollered on my soul By many my exes co workers The day I was hired I have noticed tear Tear trickling down their frantic peeks I too, I was once a Columbian I am a negro, a black man Who had lost the prospect to grow The filthy rainbow of dirty words They whispered at every ear Had cold me stone by their heavenly doors I too, I was once a Columbian I am a negro, a black man Who was treated as a second class citizen Early day I left home for work I have shine good floors of the Annex Cut low and even weeds around the building Collected proudly trashes for a decade But many hallucinated To bury my life as an African slave To Miss Theressa Todman I rose my voice I was intimidated and humiliated With the passive ordnance of Mister Falcon In a secret office of their massive HR I too, I was once a Columbian