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TRIBALISM AND RACISM

Those sad voices echo from every corner From the faiths we hold To the jobs we seek To the stories of division we are told This devil of separation Carved in the sounds of our tongues Etched in the scars on our faces Is defined by the colour of one’s skin. But what does division beget? The denial of a brother’s colour A fracture in the way we share our stories— Aren’t they all choices we come to regret? Tribalism and racism are like tragic comedy False ideas are made to be believed They build up slowly, line by line Only to end without climax, in a dull senseless grief.

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