The Uncovered Book
Slavery is equal
Revenge is justice
Life or death
Where’s our breath
We run on feet
We curse with tongues
Hateful words we spray
Vengeance we play
An eye for an eye
Yet already blind
All neighbors we hate
We are their fate
Why pierce with words?
We are just?
Where is it hiding?
We are lying?
Open our eyes
We are not right
Equality means same
Yet we are the blame!
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