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DISCRIMINATION IN THESE CREAMY NATIONS

DISCRIMINATION IN THESE CREAMY NATIONS 
If I should write this poem with my blood
and the colour discriminators read each line in red, 
yet they wouldn’t be able to read between the lines;
they’re bigoted, blindfolded by their sordid minds. 
Despite living in the same terrestrial planet—
a spherical ball that orbits around other stars like applet—
and having equal access to the celestial bodies,
I’m a son of a bitch cos I lack monies. 
I have a hand to hold a pen, 
I have a beak like other moorhen, 
we suppose to drink together 
this ocean of knowledge, 
   but my father, 
no one acknowledges. 
I’m a female child that’d be turned into a prey, 
eaten by the predators whom they don’t pray 
to have a ward of my gender so they don’t pay 
the price for the atrocities they play. 
Oh, no! I’m a man. Who’d offer a man 
like me a job? Do I have a pudenda as a woman? 
In these creamy nations, discrimination 
is what we sing as an anthem. No compassion.
In commemoration of _Zero Descrimination Day_ 2021
Courtesy of CVI Nigeria
March 1st, 2021

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