Why not me?

Confined in a dark place
Not so much room
As a man in a coffin
Sittin in this slave galley
Men dying from suffocation
Others waitin to get to a plantation
Once there, it only got worse.

Depression and thunderous cries
Stiff from the lash
Niggers dripping with blood
Running out the deep slashes
Down to their calloused feet
Tables owned by whites
Beatin’ em
Boilin’ em
Burnin’ em
Workin’ em
The whites were a KKK

White man with a cowhide whip
Beat em, and the blood flew
The tears
Streaming down his shaggy face
The crack of the lash, the shrieking
Was heard from dark till bedtime
Amoung them
Sorrow and sufferin
Devprivation
Whites yellin and cussin
Shootin
“Damn a nigger what can’t stand nothing.”

Heels and back cut and raw
Course blanket, rough
Stick of wood pillows
Nothing to eat but yams
Famished

Work in the field all day
But have to have some fun
Saturday nights
Had to dance or do something
That’s right
Dancing and singin tunes
All throughout the night

Blacks appearing to be dumb
Stupid animals, huddled cattle
Whites authoritated
Educated
But you can’t make them blacks work no more
No, not after they rebel
Whites were not slaves
They were free
So, why not every man?