SOMEWHERE IN AFRICA – ON THE ROAD
The roads are blind and naked
Bleeding with defiled streetlights
Purged of their virgin wires by metal scavengers
Somewhere in Africa
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Protest Writing
JUNGLE JUSTICE
Oko waited for a brief opening in the stampede. He raised the stone in his two outstretched hands and swung it down with great force. Blood splattered on Oko’s legs.
WHISPERS IN THE DUST – THE FALL OF TRIBALISM
Hello, Tribalism, I am Dr. Death. You’ve sent away everyone who could’ve helped you. And now, it’s too late. I am the only one who can save you now.
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MUD COAST
Hello world
Welcome to Mud Coast
Yes, the same Gold Coast of old
Don’t expect to see gold or diamonds
But surely look out for mud and sludge
Else the pits will