The voice of the Voiceless
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In Africa, we have these white clouds that plague our lands while they lure us with radiant lustrous things that comes with free food and a Colgate smile
By Hassan PoeticWolf Kanu5 years ago in Poets
My kin folks. My proletariats let me speak to you Im talking to the west Africans. East Africans. North Africans. South Africans. My people why are we separated with so many borders
