It was like any other day. There were students all over the place, some waiting for classes which may never hold, others hoping to defend their projects and of course, the vast majority who solely seek on a daily basis, to have their presence at the lecture halls recognized on the attendance lists which practically … Continue reading Friend to Friend…
I am a Nigger You are a honky And we are both this poem. Our poetry ate hate and defecated political correctness Like a puritan’s vest sent forth to cleanse monkeys It is St Andrew’s and John’s missionaries One subjugated, the other indoctrinated, while God smiled unabashed
Am crying in the rain to hide my pain too afraid to reveal my true state so plastered on my face is a fake smile while am drowning in a sea of sorrow inside Am laughing at jokes while deep within, my heart soaks drenched from the waves of despair that strikes So I wear … Continue reading Pretence
they asked us to smile
though our tongues tasted bile.
they choked the throats of our ears
trying to drown our fears