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Africa
I bare the child of this world yet I am tossed to rot away, I've given you all that I can give and in return you don't even know my name, Stop the plundering, stop the looting, ask me politely and you shall receive, I am the soul that haunts for your lack of care If you must forget I shall perish and be gone, My hand is weakened and cannot be of any help, it's been cutoff and ripped from me to punish psychopathic threats, I've been rejected and not granted even a voice for help, shackles carry the numbers rather than the letters in my name, There is no sunshine for these bars are filters to enhance my pain, I've been a victim of a despot brain with the ultimate result to live long in fame, he who thought of freedom clearly didn't know he's at the very top using me as target to better up his aim, I am the prize to gain, I am the trophy given for having haunted me as an animal shit they say fair game, Times have changed yet I am a mental slave and I am to pay for all the sins my life is the one to blame, my words carry truth in them but fall in ears that have chosen to be deaf, I represent those dying when their lives haven't even started, I pray for those whom have involuntarily departed, Pretend I am a timeline with deleted points from beginning to the end, you ain't gotta worry about any apologies, you don't have to sit there and try to pretend, I'm pages of a book ripped to omit all of the obscure bullshit that has occurred, I've been an experiment; he has mastered in the art of the occult, bury me after precious use while spitting in my face, it's a terrible insult, I'm worth nothing yet I have a heart that beats, I have eyes that shed tears, and hands bruised from many forms of physical abuse, I am disposable and expected to be rid of once I'm not good to be put in use, See me I am alive, these are my last words and my silent cries, you've whipped me plenty, my body weakened soon will die, but in the memory of those who care to know, I am Africa and I've been raped by those whom my wrath won't survive.
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