![]() KingsA Poem by itaiThe Time of Kings was a time when leaders were chosen by God and despite their flaws it was all in the blood. In Africa, we have mostly lost our lineages we do not have kings anymore, we have puppets, the true kings were deposed by colonialism, a system which denied our existence and even that of our God! Yet this whole time God has been with us counting the years with us I have not shed a single tear but now suddenly all those bottled up feelings Are trying to get the hell up outta here! © 2014 itai |
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Added on August 21, 2014 Last Updated on August 21, 2014 Author
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