Ma-Sters and Martyrs
… & the ma-sters
of arro-glance
blew up faces
of in-dignity
slapping the honesty
out of the national-ism
of the fore-found-sters
of this ni-ger-stands!
& we stood still
still! still like the grave
of the masses of hungry-sters
& angry martyrs of my niger …
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