A house for the selling of people Slaughter house again The smiling tourist sees only colour History is buried six feet under Model market for the model citizen None the wiser. I scream from aching heart Black children stretched along the streets Tears crystallise in a wry eye Seeing truths unbearable In hell we sing […]

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