Stepfather (Part 2)

Black mom breastfeeding
the master's kid,
their own child deprived of milk,
no matter what the master did
to make sure his own seed
could write and read,
grow to confirm we were
fashioned into working steeds.

Sounds like Moses
wasn't the only one fed up,
he killed an Egyptian
but a burning bush lifted his head up.
"I AM THAT I AM"
sent this man on a crusade
to free God's people
from a heart made concave.

The river ran red 
before the Exodus was led
through a sea split in two
like a breakfast egg.
He new the plans
that no one could imagine,
who knew we'll be attacked
more than Chris Dorner's cabin?
Our women were snatched and rubbed
more than Genie's lamp in Aladdin,,
but "Ain't no stoppin' us"
like Whitehead & McFadden.
We can now justify and correct,
serve and protect,
surpass Mr. T
with Cuban links on our necks.

But go back to the beginning
when man's purpose was given,
before sin tainted love
and ruined Thanksgiving.
Let's go back to Calvary
when the Son said,  "It's finished",
I hope the same phrase is applied
to keep a repeated-past diminished.