Hidden Face Of African Child`s Covering. Poem by Miguel Monte

In distance deliberate the bloody mud
Ingenuous about the contextual
From long familiarity, we don't honor
As well that mud on maternal umbilical rope
As putrid cries in the street of Soweto
Agonizing blaring for priceless deed in my tongue.

Imply the insignificance of tribalism
And the closet of my dear comfortable Black skin.
Allowed vision of relate falsity of nature
As well the unwilling to settle for less.
Use thoughts to canvas our lives - Fictional tools
As the unity of the nation begin break. What about the red mud?

As my Maker make glamorous reflection
To authorize and uplifted each other in the deed of love
I spoke with silent through a lens of my spike mouth.
Like My maker rise up to His paradise.
And that is altered with a proportion of abundant love.
I am content alters the occurrence of negativity.

Bloody mud contains a wash out loss life with dreaming of change.
Which influencing and providing of opportunities for me and you.
Let it be meaningful I said talk,
With your mind in the sense of ability,
With your Heart in sense of love,
With your soul in sense of being happy.



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