This reflects all the struggless from taking away from our precious land and sold to whitemans...slavery....
Born is the word.
I was born before my date of birth,
Wrath be on those who obscure the truth.
Those who make us in childhood believe,
that throaght-slitting was the pain-relief,
that shipping-us at night in hostile sea,
I'm remeniscent my brother,
of morally wounded ancestors,
of fathers and brothers sold as trophies,
by their kings to whiteman's indecency,
I feel the same pain and sorrow.
I feel strainded and chained and hallow.
Life was and is now hard my brother.
Visualize with me, witness the Afrikan soil,
with crops lay waste un-harvested,
fields spread miles un-ploughed.
I am re-living the same history,
efficently replaced by man-made depenency,
decolonised AFRICA now faces modern slavery,
globalization is misery in disguise.
The mystery is, as a matter of fact,
do we need this hypocracy?
crowed by the ill-fated democracy.
just like a video tape.
I witnessed as dignity got raped,
equality disdained, true beingness revealed,
pride raked day-light destroyed,and concealed,
History repeats itself,
mystery invites itself,
And Day and night I defend myself.....
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