I HAVE WRITTEN A POEM

My submission to mark black history month, do enjoy...

I have written a poem  

Bourne out of the deepest core of my reality 

A poem written out of fear 

Fear suffered out of pain 

Pain as a result of a bitter past 

I have written a poem of how the African gracefully broke the chains of slavery  

And also a poem of how even in independence, the African survives on Charity 

This poem I wrote  

Holds the keys to a doors of hope for a better tomorrow  

A tomorrow who’s yesterday is today 

A today filled with blurred visions 

Blurred visions of a tomorrows of hope 

This poem would make a difference  

This poem would change the sequence 

This poem would ignite resistance  

But this poem wouldn’t breed disobedience  

So don’t think its all fashion when you see my eyes locked 24/7 behind shades 

Because it might just be my own way of hiding my vision from the lights of shattered dreams 

The dreams of yesterdays hope 

A hope still being hoped against hopes of tomorrow 

But until then, I just have a dream 

A dream achieved fully in writing 

So I have written a poem 

And this is the poem I wrote 

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