A COLONY IN ZIMBABWE,A COLONY AT HOME! The freedom i know is different from the freedom they claim i am in. What is the future of work, Hummmmmm, What is the future of education, Hummmmmmm, What is the future of peace, Hummmmmm, Healthy......? Economy.......? All has fallen to the bottomless abssy, but will i open my mouth to pop up? My mouth is run with threads right round, My lips are zipped up, should i go at them, My feet are bound in iron chords. The freedom i know is not where i am treated like a slave, where i am afraid even to whisper the things barely nacked on ground, where i live under commands rather than comments. Thats not the freedom i know, Will i agree to that, even when i dont want i am forced to either do or die....? The freedom i know is not hypocritic, its not Machiavelian,cunning and synical. I know the freedom i know i want, and i want the freedom that i know i know, not this paltry and half-barked that comes in the name of ostensious democracy and good will. I know the freedom i want, not colonization in that good name, A freedom thats so funny and pitful, where the hen feasts on its golden egg that it layed thinking it love yet it was just but a love-hate attitude. I know the freedom i want, not the colonialism i am seeing. #thechiefpoet@heart!
Posted on: Thu, 01 Aug 2013 18:55:24 +0000
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