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Dec 2017
When every inch of my feelings don’t matter anymore
I write on a blank page with all I got, hitting back
Tell my brain I’m wrong even when I’m right
What if human race doesn’t exist this way
Yes! We slay every life we get hold on
Never matter their feelings when the priority is ours
And when your help descends as you see some fortune
In another hands, to celebrate his victory above all
And ever time you cry pleading help from God
Only this time the wild creature which ****** a million
Would turn screaming that he messed up, ruined his destiny
****** up lives that mattered the most, a moment of silence
All you listened to is to those white BS and Black dollars
Will you ever trust a pathetic white or a black ordinary?
Governments racing their ways to the top hiding crimes
Of their own, leaving innocents behind bars away from love
Will you ever listen instead of hearing? You’ve ****** up
Yeah, several times, something tells me you won’t watch their back
You know time comes when all these will turn upside down
Then where are you running with all these wealth and fake pride
Black eyes and red shirts, pools in shredded tears to a wide Pacific
Your slavery business is world wide, you put it on silence
You always put it on silent, when legends thrive for their kind
Mane Omsy
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Mane Omsy  25/M/Dubai
(25/M/Dubai)   
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