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Jul 2020
Gold dusted words
Coming from his loud mouth,
Hate packaged in words like freedom.
Or the protection of it.

Followers breathing these words,
Truth or not
this is about something more.
About who they are.

I do get it tho,
I'm not fighting to feed my kids,
I'm not scared of any change,
Haven't been fed racism with mother's milk.

We should smother them,
our so called political enemies.
Be patient and teach,
it's our only way to progress.Gold dusted words
Coming from his loud mouth,
Hate packaged in words like freedom.
Or the protection of it.
Written by
Mushroompoetry  24/M/Brussels
(24/M/Brussels)   
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   Gideon
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