Sunday, 23 July 2017

TRASH.


The entire planet earth is compost of trash
Utilised and dumped it still rose from ash

Loving the smell of its decaying matter
That which gives it life is hope for better

By now you shouldn't even be here
Put through hell to instil fear

World's scum, low life vermin
Your intrusive presence makes them vomit

See the palpable hate in their eyes
The Inconvenience you create in their lives

They need you here for their survival
What they eat and shit is of your revival

You are used to it, can never taste defeat
Fought for life and got declared dead beat

You lost your way home defaced by war scars
Unrecognised by your own, pain in your heart!

Your own good nature is to be recyclable
Undignified, low life, no pride, degradable

State of being black, dehumanizing hazards
Being upright man to withstand what's hard

The whole world is formed from dirt
You're worthy air, water, fire and earth

unique celestial ether, cloaked in melanin
You're invaluable trash, all internalised by black men.

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