Continues chattered by
Conservatively dressed mindsets
Ethnic baggage thrice the size
Of Skyscrapers, shaping thoughts
The need to belong
To identify with a fops wit
Let’s reclaim stupidity
As we bisect tribe
Let’s carry clans into theater rooms
Let’s undress truth
Perhaps might we find?
The off springs of totems
Let’s worship our dialect
For the spirit has no language
Let’s see underneath
Beneath location
Beneath structure
What shall we find then?
What shall we find?
If we peel our skins
What shall we find?
Underneath our hearts
Underneath our culture
Underneath norms and values
Underneath this false identity
We created
What shall we find underneath
These Kingdoms and Kings?
Have we not lost the purpose?
Have we not forgotten the cause?
Where is the man naked?
If our worth is derived from
Ignorance
From a perception forged in crippled times
Are we not all slaves?
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