A VISION OF FREEDOM

Emotions run with a pace so fast that no man could Bare to endure,

fear felt from just looking at the

Gaze of an audience longing for the fruit of your Minds apple,

the crowd reaching for a clearer view Of the sunlight,

piercing through the congregation of Unfamiliar faces.

I close my eyes to visualize the natural beauty,

of a Vision unknown but merely a thought that comes as a Dream to the unconscious mind.

Portraying an image that Reflects an identity of my own skin,

covering a frame of Bones that structure my worth.

A structure that bares my strengths and Illnesses,

to the historic death I see in the distant future.

An identity so unique that it can’t be shattered,

like the Toughness of a fossilized crystal that has been buried Underground.

A fossil buried long before men could ever exist on this Rock of earth.

I shine brightly with an image so pure and mighty,

that My aura brings peace to this land of country which has Been colonized.

Although it seems to be democratic to some,

those who live to eat instead of fighting for what is right?

I stand tall with my roots strengthening deep beneath The soul,

under the ground of this Black Country in which I stand.

A country where all races are thought to be Free,

living amongst one another as one.

A country Filled with oppression and discrimination throughout all Races,

where people are not free to explore life and Express one’s self.

A place where people are free without judgement nor discrimination Of any kind.

I bow down to the stones that govern around crystalized,

Sands of platinum dust and mineral waste caused by internal Mine systems.

Mines that continue to plough away at the treasures Of the earth.

Taking away from the children of this Country,

taking away from those whose bellies lie cold in the dusty sands,

lying cold after a Days’ worth of struggle.

I ask for equality amongst all races that none bares,

The mark of domination but all work hand in hand to breed A future of helping hands.

I ask for immortality to the children who sleep in the dust,

Without remorse but hopes for a president whom can rectify The wrongs of this earth.

I bow down to the beauty of a country clarified by what is unjust,

a country justified by an Unjustified democracy.

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