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The Prayer of An Albino
Though in motion Just like them I am just a potion To be mixed with a stem To be concocted into some lotion To cure their poverty problem I am an albino A PERSON with albinism I am not a stray rhino I have a HUMAN mechanism I am NOT evil Neither a charm for Satanism Now my soul is a refugee In my own insecure body My government is like a bribed referee Who enjoys the parts of my body Being chopped off like a worthless tree For greedy reporters to have a story God of resurrection, How will I resurrect? When my head is in Liwonde My two eyes are in Chiponde And my remains that were buried in Lilongwe Are being wolfed down in Mitole? Since my death is not a serious case God, was my birth a curse? Why didn't you let me die in the hands of the nurse? Now that my world has completely turned worse, When my innocent life gets snatched from me like a purse Would you kindly open your heavens widely for my soul to rest? !
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