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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Like those undertakers, I have nightmares Death wanders through my memories Too many scenes of horror in my regrets I prefer solitude to the hypocrisy of those vultures I will end up in a black coffin to taste the blessings of my hell I have suffered like those souls sensitive to freedom The carcass is scarred and the heart traumatized I am sorry for all those sins I have tied up my demons and gagged my ghosts If I listened to my fantasies, I would be a criminal with the pedigree of a serial killer I carry the hatred of a Gazan trapped in the body of a descendant of slaves Since I learned to walk, I have never had the courage to bow before the eschatological chimeras of a slavemaster God I hate war, but I know how to handle weapons of war I recognize all the hideous faces of misery, even in the darkness Their negrophobia thickens the dignity of my Africanness I will never submit to their deity I have already embraced the spirituality of my ancestry Their slanders and cruelty will never massacre my convictions Keeping a clear mind, even against the mockery of the angel of death I roam this cursed planet like a pandemic I do not believe in humanity I distance myself from humans who speak of loyalty No trust to grant to those viper tongues War is the compass of these madmen From the atomic bomb to the black bomb under the eyes of the cradle of humanity
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