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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required What knowledge do you have of my home? Have you taken a walk through the cemetery? Walking on my tracks, footprints of eternity. Have you read about the deserts? Thus roar, thus blow filth, Have you, met the survivors? Felt have you, their struggles? In The dusts that destroy, That whistled as they sizzled, So you shouldn't be judging, For you're senselessly irking me, For a fool that I am not- is the fool that is you. You believe in the reporter, Who experienced little of a quarter, Of the life he broadcasts, You let the television fool you, Have you walked the fine line? Have you let hunger define you? I did. Oh I did sweat in the dust, Trekked through the cracks, And I, stood face up with the sands, So you shouldn't be judging, For you're senselessly irritating me, For a fool that I am not- is the fool that is you. I breathed within a twister of dust, So you wonder not of my eyes as they carry, The memories of the old struggle, So wonder not of my skin either, As it bears the manuscript of my old life, Yes I move immaculate, but do you know of my heart? Let you not be fooled by my slenderness, My strength far flows beyond my weight, So I lift a whole continent with my pride, And if I have to, I will put my life aside, Just to fix a smile on mama Africa's face, So you shouldn't be judging, For you're senselessly irking me, A fool that I am not- is the fool that is you, Mama is beautiful, yet you only see, As far as her horn, and the slums, Where the strongest among us might've been born, Yes mama is beautiful, yet you neglect to see her exquisiteness, How could you go to my house, To only document the cracks on my walls? Couldn't you walk in to my living room' And maybe peek in to my kitchen? Thence you might see the beauty that is my home, How long will you only look at, Just the color of this book's exterior? When will you ever walk in it, To see the beautiful illustrations within? So you shouldn't be judging, For you're unreasonably riling me, Cause the fool that I am not- is the fool that is you.
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