Of Black, Children & Vices.

Colonialism kissed, The face of the African sun, Systematic, The infiltration of the devil's kiss, Illusions of colour, Illusions that blinded, The hearts of supremacists, WE ARE CHILDREN, Dreams of our ancestors, Silhouettes of their realities, Our minds cannot conceive of, Shades of black, of niggers cut, blood, Bath of kaffirs, The knife that is [...]

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You taste like poetry. You taste like parts of you are falling apart, yet pulling themselves together. You taste like contradictions. You are contradictions.