Lyrics:
I didn’t care anymore how my last name was spelled after my time on earth
Just know that I was an innovator people haven’t heard of
My family and I were in bondage in the Old Line State
Whenever I could, I’d learn from the children of my captors
That education would come to use
Printer offices and the Naval Academy would see my intellect
Too bad my captors got most of my pay
My greatest achievement involved gun barrels, pewter, steel, and random junk
With this mechanical trash came the first steam engine
My patent was denied even when my brainchild bought my family’s freedom
Don’t deny my innovations
By the way, steampunks. You’re ever so welcome.
This concludes my About A Benjamin trilogy on my Dear Innovare album. This final entry involves Benjamin Bradley. Excuse me…Benjamin Boardley. I will address him as such because his name was misspelled on the various texts and history books, so I want to get his name right. Mr. Boardley over here was a former slave from Maryland who would eventually help in that state’s naval academy while inventing things. His biggest invention was the steam engine. That was a MASSIVE innovation at the time which made so many vehicles and machinery more powerful for decades until petroleum would take over. Think about it, so many inventions spun out of just one engine that he created. Much like other tracks, he wasn’t allowed to patent his innovative engine due to the color of his skin (while others tried to steal his invention in the process), but he was able to use the sales of his engine to buy the rest of the Boardleys away from slavery which is very admirable. Benjamin Boardley is a man worth respecting.
That last line of the track is totally a dig against that subculture. How ironic that so many stories utilizing that aesthetic involve a majority or totally of white characters, but their environments were built around the inventions of a black man. Let that sink in, people. Know your roots even when it comes to fiction.
The picture of Benjamin Boardley (not Bradley) is from Recovery Team.
Ospreyshire's Realm 
Thanks for this, ospreyshire. The white-written history of this place is filled to the brim with fetid lies and delusions of grandeur passed on from one generation of white thieves and liars to the next. Telling the truth is labeled as unAmerican activity and is forever ignored by the white-supremacist system that keeps right on polishing its treasured turds.
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No problem, Bill. That’s certainly true and I didn’t know about several of these inventors when I was in school. Gee, I wonder why? That’s right about telling the truth as so many people are indoctrinated by lies and would rather believe them. Well said!
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Oh the Mis-Education.
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I know, right? They couldn’t get his last name right, and I have never seen his name or inventions in any textbook. Researching and writing this album has been quite a trip, but at least I’ve been educated.
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And thanks for educating others.
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No problem, Kreb. I’m glad to do so.
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