A Touch of Desire
A touch of desire stirred hatred for colonialism
A touch of love turned into wrath and rage
It forced colonialism into human semblance
Then the tragedy abandoned color and racism
And evolved into pure art of schemes and disguises
It pauses as intricacies of arithmetic and data
Today it thrives in blood and sweat of the poor souls
the world allover
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