White People Owned this Place

They are all gone now without a trace.

White People Owned this Place

There was apple pie with cheese,
if they were polite and said please.
The folded their hands
and together we said grace.
Once white people owned this place.

When they went to church,
they were wore our Sunday best.
Father pants were always neatly pressed.
Mother brought handkerchiefs just in case.
Once white people owned this place.

Father worked hard all week.
His children studied hard in class.
Weekends, mother shopped, father mowed grass.
There was always a ball to kick and bikes to race.
Once white people owned this place.

There is no proper records
The families just moved away,
weeds on the fields that were used for play.
They are all gone now without a trace.
Once white people owned this place.