O My Soul, O My Soul

 

A loud and woeful mourning

Is emanating from the Negro

Communities and hearts

As the agony continues to grow

Black bodies hanging cold

Black bodies beaten to pieces

Ranging from infants to the old

The atrocity never ceases

O my soul, O my soul

How can a heart hold so many tears?

Those who plunder us

Have reigned for so many years

O lament Negro souls

For all the lost brothers and sisters

We know the darkness upon us

Listen to the Negro soul’s whispers

All the death and destruction

Rained upon our lives

Meant to annihilate us

Mixed with hate that drives

Those who wish us death

To afflict atrocious deeds on us

That shatters us to the core

And hate to hear us put up a fuss

They say sat there and take what we give you

You are less than human, not worth nothing

You don’t need love, oranything good

It’s you people we will keep on crushing

O my soul, O my soul

Feel heavy for your nation

One day things will be better

Let’s keep pushing motivation