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Festus Boamah May 2019
The game is still on
The race is me
It is ours to run
To fight against racism

A prejudice beyond acts
Discrimination above attitude
Reflected in systems and institutions
Preventing people from dignity

I learnt there is something we call "Human race"
We can't be humane with racial stereotype
Colour doesn't define us
As a person but who we are

We've had enough already
This is like an Olympic game
Not just for a race of black or white
Embodies other acts of harassment

Political stereotyping and gender activism
Ethnocentrism and nepotism
Can we stop this ism now!
Allowing human race transcend egotism

Reconceiving our race
And accepting tolerance and respect
Let's stop using humour to normalise racism
It's not funny perpetuating ugly stereotypes
Remember! We share a common history
Laundry is the only thing separated by colour

#PoeticKoncept
#Elikem
Inspires
ISM
you want a religious poem?

exterminate the doctrine

and the being

will reveal itself

once again
Creaky door
Old cardboard
Young boy, Alone
Aerosol poisons
Catacomb blue
Dripping.
Dripping.
Dripping.
Nose close
I.n.h.a.l.e
More.
I.n.h.a.l.e
Aerosol elixir
E.x.h.a.l.e
Despair Gone
Creaky door

“Are you ok?”

I’M FINE.
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For now.
leinstinct May 2016
I
I tend to be tempted
in the most subtle ways
I pretend to be satisfied
when i want it more every day
I show all my insecurities
like a pathway to my soul
I dont mind your opinion
my ego is too strong

They want all they can have
but never will get
I just want what i was handed
what will never get lost

I haven't slept in a month now
Eating seems like a waste of time
All the liquor in my liver
It's enough to keep me alive

I regret no mistake
In fact I'd do it all again
Though maybe some subtle things
i would indeed change
I would love you until the end
Some stuff i would maintain
I would lie a little less
And maybe get a better grade
I would not pact with myself
Fake promises that only bring blame
Promises i always break and guilt is my pay

But still i know im fine
My conscience is quite clean

I may be on the right path
Or about to fall in
very deep

— The End —