Emancipendence Musing

Let us break these invisible chains
walk the streets in our Black and green suits
in hands gold canes
walk over our pains
counting our gains
washing away our shame
no longer do we need to be tamed
true liberation from the fake religious corporation
mental free, spiritual cleansed
the world’s dense, to our feelings
because they seek evil dealings
don’t fall blindly, they slap you with treason
without reason, ‘sleep, sleep ‘
until we make our exit


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