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life 3 min read 733 views Dec 23, 2015

A people afflicted in a furnace

My people have sat at, sat on, and set under your tables willingly and unwillingly during our whole sojourn in Babylon. We have been everything, done everything, and have been other than ourselves to please you. We are superior, we were whipped, butchered, burned, lynched, beaten, castrated, raped, mocked, had our precious babies fed to alligators, poisoned, lied to, spit on, and treated sub human to be placed in an inferior status. We have hated our own and loved your kind, when you have done an unimaginable number of evil on my people, the number is irrational, it's continuous, it's never ending, like pie... 3.145678857745.............

 
You have Killed every brilliant idea, you have murdered the real heroes, you have buried every dream, and have destroyed any positive light that we may have encountered by all means necessary. Was that necessary?! your fathers have destroyed a whole nation of people, yet you believe that was so long ago, let me tell you something you're their Children and you are the beneficiaries of wealth, safety and privilege.
 
 My people are the beneficiaries of poverty, broken homes, destroyed minds, mis education, killer vaccines, organ trafficking, science experiments, missing kids, hopelessness, disrespect, inequalities, police brutality , injustice, murder, savagery, no knowledge of self, hidden histories,
  you've placed abortion clinics in the hoods and have set up fertility clinics in the burbs because you're becoming extinct like all the animals that you have killed because you love the taste and sight of blood.
 You reap what you sow and the world or the animals haven't seen anything like you before. Even the creations will sing gospel songs when you are kicked out of heaven.
  Servants and servitude slaves who's only purpose was to make America great, and we did that, look at your empire today, the so called home of the brave. Now it's social unrest, your country has regressed, your once 3/5 of a human is now determined to pay some hell back. Yes black lives matter because without black lives there would be no white lives.
 Can you really say that you're fair?
 You have always made white lives matter, I mean you've painted God, Jesus, Mary, and all of the angels white, and made Santa Claus a global icon to make the world subconsciously look at you in a pure form, when the truth of the matter is you were always jealous, because everything piece of knowledge you learned was from blacks,
  so black lives did matter as you climbed up the ladder.. But you have climbed so high that you forgot to look down, these blacks that you've stepped on is about to pull you down, it's that time, Thomas Jefferson trembled for his country because he said that God is a just God and his wrath cannot be hidden forever. Even through all the evil and the planned genocides, we are still here and your people are decreasing... Qadar Dwon'

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mlowe5

WOW! BEAUTIFULLY PENNED, BROTHER QADAR DWON'. IT IS SUCH AN INVIGORATING PLEASURE TO HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO SOJOURN WITH YOU IN YOUR PREGNANT POETIC JOURNEY. PEACE, LOVE AND CONTINUOUS POETIC EVOLUTION. YOURS IN THE STRUGGLE, BROTHER M. LOWE.

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DallasCowgirl

Too heavy. So true.

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love_supreme

Very nice

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