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Dec 2018
The color of my skin doesn't defy me
Neither does my sexuality
I do not lack morality
While some still seek for their sanity
In a world that knows no bounds for insanity

It's terrible to think of how many died
Just because they lied
They didn't know right from wrong
And thought they were being strong
I hope it haunts them life-long
And when they wake
they hear this terrible song

In these Godless times
In a world filled with  countless crimes
All we can do is face these climbs
and hope for the end result
to be beautiful rhymes
Michael Smit
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Michael Smit  M/Potchefstroom
(M/Potchefstroom)   
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