Damian Semwayo
Amidst the chaos, troops are deployed,
Disrupting peace, a world to be destroyed.
No longer fighting for unity’s embrace,
It seems currency and clips have taken their place.
In this modernized perception, legalized veneer,
A subtle form of slavery, cloaked so clear.
With pockets of protection, they hold tight,
Believing immortality blesses their every fight.
Yet, unbeknownst to them, a blade does hide,
Silently poised, ready to strike their pride.
Land of the free, enslaved by their own,
A tragic irony, within their ethnic zone.
Greed and power, unchecked and untamed,
Corroding the soul, leaving it forever maimed.
Let not the heart be spoken of, for behold,
To conscience and compassion, they’ve been sold.
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