Let them speak as they’ve chosen to They have mouth Let them say whatever they like. Freedom is theirs. They say you’re darker than bitumen And compare you to the...
Eleyinjuege! My words have crawled Upon the waters, My heart had danced About the quarters of crisis, I hung my fear upon sky facade And I have stolen courage From...
Why mama, why? Shall we fail to speak With the talkative rod? Shall we cease to paint With our single-mouthed brush? Why mama, why? You drop your cheek On your...
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