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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I hate the oppression you so heavily bear upon my mind. Made carry heavy loads like a donkey, messed up my views like the sight of the blind. I know no more what I knew before. You came to South Africa with your Boere- war. Chewed down the thinnest breadlines, and saw the many lives you've torn. Raped my sisters and birthed pink babies, the original black man's spawn. Your craftsmen were learned in bashing our heads against the wall. Then you lie to the world about Adam and The Fall. As you preached God, you killed thousands with your guns. Catholic popes were pedophile gays who married lesbian nuns. Your husbands killed our brothers and raped their daughters, or pimped their mothers as slavery bought their sons. Encouraged abortion amongst blacks, so you can over- populate the country. You hunger me like Somalia, and your pocket money never fed me. Took my cattle and fields and turned them into slave labour. Thanks to you we now know what it means to hate your neighbor. Called our faiths pagan and took away our herbs. Made witches out our doctors of the spirit. turned experience into science, and bestowed it upon dark artists with merit. We now have become street kids, because we can't make another riot. This is my free speech like radio broadcasts, try hard to keep me quiet.
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