I refuse the gospel of white versus black,
I refuse the idea that african god is a quack,
And that the genuine god looks like a white,
And that white is representative of right,
That blacks must enjoy rights by fight,
That fight be sanctioned by god of the white
And that fight without their god is not right,
No. We must be children of the lesser god,
Oh. They feel like children of the better god,
We must question intention of their religion,
We free ourselves from slavery of oblivion.
As a man of many colors, but first and formost as a human, I say unto thee: Cool poem m8 :)
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Brave utterances set aside for sober reflection. An insightful piece of poetry written with conviction. Thanks for sharing, Gabriel.