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The Forgotten Path
As it was that in my pain I felt the agony. Building up inside me like a Jericho wall that refused to fall was my misery. I forgot the names of those who shot the same people in the struggle with me. It was never discussed how we can get focused through the strain of the chain. The Abels of the Dutch people were the evil spirits that murdered a Cain. In unsettled homesteads in the wilderness of pity hanging filthy attire on trees. Our women danced for their men and their women cooled our faces like a morning breeze. Through your many outcast brothers,you created a vessel that spread your disease. They structured gay constitution and made prostitution businesses out our sisters. Established churches to tutor slaves on the slave trade and rapist ministers. For long have we endured the pain not insured under the reign of terror. Blood has been spilled and my fathers raped and killed trying to settle the error. We are one but not long have I begun seeing black in this bloody mirror. Color is just a craving of the whitewashed masses. When was it that you forced Dutch vocabulary upon the dark skinned classes? And when we rallied in the streets against it you chose to shoot us. Now your christian institutions are trying to brain- constitute us. If war was never the motive we would've saved more lives. Now you've created democracy and raped our wives.
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