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Aug 2021
I just barely glance
the ancestors of Slave Traders
now even more broken and bankrupted
propped up and carried by stooges & indentured slaves
madden inherently and worthless in presence faffing about
in inglorious penance for all their losses personally & mentally
one sees cripples unvictorious prancing lamely at the beggars ball
slaves auctions now woke trade in western cargoes mostly bleachers
do not blame the man who sees and write your heinous stories for you
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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