Motive:
jealousy twisted into a desire for power,
Systems built from broken trust,
Superiority sourced by those who exude it,
Blood spilled from the hands of those who are black
Empires built from false prophecy
Lies cultivated from the weeds of projected self-hatred
Motive - the white man to appear as the superior race
Alibi:
The fragility of whiteness,
The acidic tears of the white woman,
The weaponisation of power by the white man,
The homemade, home-baked stereotypes - to divide
Propaganda pieced together with the glue of prejudiced policies -
Weaving deceit to narrate harmful ideologies of blackness
The portrayal of victimhood, for the picture of white innocence,
The abuse of power, to abuse black people
Alibi - racial killings masquerading as self-defence
The defence rests
Prosecutors sweat
The judge, blinded by bias
The jurors , all white
The verdict:
Not guilty -
By reason of fear of colour
Acquitted
Now freedom awaits -
For the white man, now he can do it again
Type of lace
Accentuating fine attire or
Tattoos accessorizing skin
There aren't enough hours in the day
to do all I need to do
and for me
to be there with you
not enough days in the week
to go where I want to be
or for you
to be here with me
and tho' someone said, 'Crime don't pay,'
in a moment you stole my heart away
you're guilty don't want to lose you
an accessory I can't refuse you
a crime of passion I have to accuse you
of loving me in the first degree
(and the feeling's mutual in reciprocity)
as time steals up and goes past so fast
stolen moments are all we have
making each and every precious one last
Oh circular scrunchie
How are you ?
You have been tangled up in women’s hair
For far too long
Scratching the long curly beads
Of millions of youngish females worldwide
For decades now
Connecting brunettes blondes and redheads alike
Protecting the very fabric of femininity
Women’s scalps
Oh bless you oh scrunchie
You are a true survivor
A true victor
Worthy of many accolades
A symbol of strong women everywhere
No more need for Bobby pins
Ponytails are a thing of the past
Long live the scrunchie!
Hair today and here tomorrow!
I’d had to simply voice it elsewhere
And didn’t forget to on it swear:
Much of what is now necessary
Is the headache of Accessory…
By far an astonishing puzzle,
To clothes compared: the ones that dazzle
A necessary accessory
Proves Accessory necessary:
In minds summoning the rosary
With its rare roles in soul nursery,
Wedding Ring- the less seen in marriage
More than Bridal Dress fueling carriage,
Hand kerchiefs for eyes in misery
For sure tears at a Cemetery
And Handkerchief Is not A Casket,
For burial less mentioned than Basket.
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