I'm not as educated, sir, as thee, <br />But God Almighty's sun I see, <br />And you may treat me very hard for this, <br />But I His Holy Hand shall kiss. <br />I have no nation, none as great as yours <br />That kills and grabs beyond the stores; <br />I have no selfish laws to keep men down <br />And then upon them ever frown. <br />You have the wealth of land and sea and sky, <br />You boast as if you'd never die: <br />How great you are, my mighty earthly king, <br />So great that I must tribute bring! <br />But, sir, one day you'll surely be in hell, <br />And then a story I will tell; <br />As Dives asked for quenching water then, <br />So will you all from that hot pen. <br />Your gilded pride is much in this your day <br />It's time for you to gather bay <br />And so you feed upon my sorry life, <br />And rob me of my home and wife. <br />My lands you say are yours, and minerals too, <br />How sweet it is, dear sir, to you! <br />You kick me down and lash me on my back, <br />And when I cry there's one more whack. <br />But one good day will surely come for me, <br />When God of men will speak to thee, <br />And then the awful thunder clap will tell, <br />How far down you will be in Hell.<br /><br />Marcus Mosiah Garvey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-black-man-s-speech-to-a-white-man-in-america/
