NEGRO


 Life is unfair,
The thought is from here,


The moon has changed it color and every stars disappear,
Sun sets in the evening, everyone is in fear.

We are our own enemy but we failed to realize,
We keep blaming the gods for our mistakes,

Our ancestors already made the ways,
We keep searching for what we have,

We give, and give for little in return
We sold our Gold for bronze

 Yet we keep giving like that's not enough
Now we have nothing left.


Absolutely nothing of ours is remaining
I'm in pain in the chest for all we've lost

Yet, 
We let the little things given to us, divide us


© Olayinka Olayiwola
Photo Credit:https://picclick.com/1935-Vintage-BLACK-NEGRO-BOY-Eyes-Portrait-Photo

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