By: peter kivuti
Once Upon A time,
on a – Different time,
A child was born.
Pure..
Cardinal…
Truly virginal…
clean and black,
Really Black!
The Child now is Grown!
An adult and known,
and they fear their own,
brother, father, mother, sister…
… their own?
Now i lack ID,
I cruise with the ride,
to where the others Died
and fried without pride
by their own!
pure?
cardinal?
truly virginal?
clean and really black?
NO!
For my own chained me!
Mocked and abused me!
In their cellers they locked me,
-all for being me!
This child is stained!
A cannibal!
devouring its own…
masticating,
Swallowing…
Regurgitating…
Chewing…
Its Own!
No
No Black Child,
The Black is Gray!
Posted by Peter Kivuti LED at KayTouch Solutions.
