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Bob Said...

How long shall they Kill our prophets, While we stand aside In hopelessness and  look? Silah., oh sihah  oh Silah? Oh Allah, said the Muslim. Why lord, asked the Christian, Shallom said the Jew! A few of whom knows What's wrong with the truth. Wisdom is better than silver And gold but the jew chooses gold. This is not antisemitism, This is the brainchild of capitalism and the Occidental colonization Of our minds lands and cultures. Bob said prophetic things and he sang revolutionary songs that resonates to this very day. We see the zion train every day but it delivers nothing to us. It comes empty but leaves With tons of our resources. But we ain't got much to say. We see the smogs from the Burning coals from its exhaust, We hear the tots of the soul train as it comes our way. we see nothing but gushes of blood as It seeps into the soil the Dutchmen Stood on to decapitate the sons and daughters of Congo. Courtesy of King Leopold of Belgium. Bob was right, A thousand years Of history will not be wiped away! #IvanBrookspoetry © #Bassapoet
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Vanguard-Poetry23
50 / M / Norway
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Aug 22, 2019
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Bob said a lot. ..some remember only the pot he smoked.

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