The movements in the air sounding alarms,
women in red dresses like cattle on farms.
Religion infiltrated politics and took hold,
reverting the rights back to the old.
When religion had a firmer hand in it all,
whites ensuring the other races would fall.
Control and suppression they want the stain,
stand up, hear the warning, take the pain.
Change the flow and throw your hands high,
ceiling shard the moment, fracture the sky.
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Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Such interesting images in this write and with each wondering what the meaning is. Lovely write
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