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What is it with humanity
Conflicts and identity?
Sitting on a thin ice
Gazing with a global eye
Talking ill of humanity
Both sane, and insanity.
Different skin turn enemies,
Racism dwells within I and me.
Gazing with a National eye
Every zone has its own sign
Even same colors: not racism
Picks a term: called tribalism.
I hear the mumbles and whispers I hear you say I am a broken fryAnd I am weird when I laugh or cryI know you…
Have you seen my Enyinanya !His heart is where my life liesSupplier of stomach butterfliesNanya is the air I breathMy sugarplum, so I thought….Until clogs…
Yes! she is beautifulAnd oh yes! It is trueBut mallow is evilSaying, mirror mirror!Her eyes are wild openYet she just wrecks the coneA proud witch…
You are a Swan, sweetest of wineBeauty of a peacock, an immortal luckThe carnation in ample of an appleAnd a sparrow of the Cupid’s arrow.…
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