I do not owe my family a thing
For they’ve raised me with affronts
And frowns
When I remember their soft
sweet jargon that impaired my soul
rain drops within my face.
hated and banished as an outcast
In that midnight winter with wavering
And shivering of my body pleading for
For mercy which leaded Me to unknown
journey as I slumped and plumped
under a plum tree.
Treated as a dark horse by a schadenfreude
Ménage for being an orphan as oftentimes
I had to spent days without food neither
Cents in my pockets like a hunger stricken
Homeless man
And now that the Calf has grown to be
A Bull with horns they decided to cast
A spell to this bull they always regarded
As an outcast so he cannot succeed in
Life
I only cry for you my beloved daughter
For a death wish is placed upon my life
And now I know the time has come for
Me to say Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
For we shall meet again.
Fountain of lies you breed evil from your own well, take me not by your wrath for I am pure and innocent; I only needed to quench my thirst and not to consume your evil deeds.
/ Fountain of lies drown me not into the pity of shame but deliver me from your inequities, fountain of lies you are calm and read more »
Yes, I am not rich but
/ I’m living a dream, a dream
/ Of my forefathers, a dream
/ Of an African child.
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/ I am the tree that grows
/ From the roots of my ancestors,
/ The roots of my ancestors were
/ Watered by the bloodshed
/ Many years ago.
/
/ A dream that is achieved out
/ Of hatreds and slavery, a sign in to read more »
2021-04-04
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