Blame Game

You are the one that stifles my progress.

You put up barriers, then deny their existence.

You make me feel uncomfortable in my own skin.

You try to force me to conform to your ways.

You make me feel lesser.

You denounce my heritage.

You oppress my people.

You suppress my pride.

You widow our women; leave children fatherless and mothers without their babie...

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Travel back with me. Travel back to a simpler time.

A time when laughs and smiles punctuated your days and snot heavy fits of tears made appearances too.

Together, we remember grass stained denim; the battle scars from a playful park escapade.

Colour coordination must not have been invented; everybody was a muddled oversized mess of rainbow.

The sudden stampede triggered by t...

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