So Much For Hope
Held apart by supposed unity, Shaking hands while yielding knives,
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Price Of Freedom
Four tiny walls is where we call home, Struggling to bundle up in a corner,
Political Life
Being a politician is one of the most joyful moments in life, But with it comes inevitable coasters,
The Black Colonialists
Our grandparents did mighty wok's to deliver us from the white colonialist Yeah hard work until some shed their own blood