Saturday, September 21, 2013

Your Words Are Spoken

Your words are spoken where
Knees soundly rap the ground
You songs of resistance are sang
Where legs bow into abdomens
Your sharp spears have turned into
A little boy’s blunted figurine
Your anger into self-preservation
Your rights into things that belong
To the man
Your culture into a concoction of cultures
Your mind into luffas of assimilation
Your kings into prostitutes for campaign
Your queens into campaign cheer leaders
Your sons into panga wielding scarecrows
Your daughters into sweet comforters for elders
Your leaders into empty promise bearers
Your preachers into prophets for profit
And you into sufferers for a miracle

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