White Pope, Black Cross!

White Pope, Black Cross! We were separated at the branches, but they forgot the roots! We were cast into the cold, Like cheap meat we were sold, Into a heartless market, filled with whips, gunpowder and muskets. We were separated at the branches, but they forgot the roots, So into the hands of our new masters of far away, Do we unwillingly our destinies castaway For pain with no option can be a fantasy, A fantasy that all would reject, Where the white skin reflects that the dark skin is…

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Fighting Shadows

I sing as the cold droplets of water beat my skin one by one, and when he arrives, my ears are numb and my voice is gone. Only my sense of touch awakens to a new height, as he hovers gently over my body; not missing a single pore, though darkness blinds through the night. I feel his power as I am stricken with fear but frozen with anticipation. I try to shout but no one can hear, for the King of the Ocean is near. So i surround myself…

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The Life of a ‘Salary Worker’

The Life of a ‘Salary Worker’ By Jerry Wonder You wake and rush to work even if you have a reason not to. But you must! Before the joke is on you! When your boss fires and hires a new person to replace you! You must sleep early, despite your desire to indulge in the left over excitement; as your neighbourhood friends see you rarely. Time is a catalyst, but to you it’s a slave master, as her intangible whip lashes out at your conscience as a reminder , of…

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