… could we have misconstrued these atrocities?
Perhaps we didn’t view them properly
Could it be prophecy?
Could the hate system
Known as racisim
Be a wicked principality
That appointed our people to be property?
These words are anointed that I use
To print scenes from our dreams it seems like
A sophisticated poetic photography
I articulated the complexity of life Like philosophy
With grace I spoke polite
Placed all hope in Christ, but I can no longer cope
With the political hypercrisy…
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