If God is supposed to be merciful, then why did He create the nigger?
Nigger Nigger, burning bright,
In the ghettos of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful niggardry?
In what distant slums or sties.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When Shaniqua burned down Sears
And water'd Detroit with her tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the white make thee?
Nigger Nigger burning bright
In the ghettos of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful niggardry?