She has th’s indescribable reason I know She carries it like her bossom every where th’t She goes She’s been called a wandering dove as each day rose Waiting for time to water the feed so we sow Seasons may say she’s persistent though No matter the stones,her triumph will throw For though terror her […]

We hate who we are. Immersing our culture in dust, Full of anything bright and colourless. Swallowing controlled lies about our heritage While history run to fantasies. So we seek refuge In second versions and imitations; Limiting our glory to mere tint- Scrubbing our soul to denial Till it rejects our bodies. We stink of […]