Diamonds

A poem about oppression

No one told us we were diamonds when they buried us in the dirt. And when we reflected light from the sun, they became blind to how beautiful we shined, because they didn’t realize we were divine. So they buried us in more dirt, then paved it with rock Not knowing that diamonds thrive under pressure They assumed we would stay buried Like the rose that grew from the concrete Like the Phoenix from the ashes we rise Burning bright in that intense sunlight And again we blinded them with our reflection The ignorance faded as they couldn’t see our true beauty They were blinded by rage and the fact that we shined and they couldn’t So they threw us into the ocean and cut us up into jewels No one told us we had crowns So we walked around wondering why we We’re uncomfortable being peasants and slaves No one told us we came from power Not that we were born to lead, No one told us we were Kings and Queens And they threw us in the barrels like monkeys, Scrapping for survival we forgot how to uplift, because. We were never meant to be caged in, And compact No, we were diamonds, we shine bright We are birds free at sea Caged in like some trophy. Even In our oppression, We found a way to reflect light. But our light was tainted by someone’s personal sight