Sunday, November 5, 2017

Black and red

History knocked on my door
memories turned upside down
memories wandering around

Black and red they made me frown
black and red they called me out
still don't know what they're about

Villages I haven't met
villages that made me sad
villages that made me mad

Brothers that get angry when
I begin to question them
and begin to look within

Aunt's and uncle's that caress
aunt's and uncle's that repress
aunt's and uncle's that confess

Can I get to know you again ?
get to know all the truth you hold within ?
all the truth that could enpower them?

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