Submissions by Robert_Greene

In the depths of Africa's heart, where the sun dips into the sand
A cry echoes through the land, a lament of a people in pain
A plea for justice, for equality, for an end to the pain
But the world turns a blind eye, and the cries remain in vain

The continent weeps, her children oppressed, enslaved, and slain
Their voices silenced by the chains of oppression, their futures stolen away
Their cultures stripped, their heritage lost, their identity in disarray
Their cries for help drowned out by the laughter of the oppressors' sway

In every...

I see her from the shadows  
A girl whose beauty never fades  
For she glows with vibrant radiance  
From every step she's ever made

I've never had the courage  
To approach her in the light  
So I remain within the shadows  
Admiring her from afar, night after night

I watch her from a distance  
As she laughs and smiles with ease  
And I long to ask her for a dance  
Or a moment to simply breathe

But fear and doubt consume me  
And so I stand within the dark  
Watching her as she moves and grooves   ...

In my heart a battle wages on,
A war I fight alone.
Emotions clash and tear apart,
Leaving me with wounds unknown.

The battlefield is in my mind,
And every thought's a foe.
I hold my ground, but with each step,
I feel my strength let go.

Sadness swings its heavy blade,
And anger strikes with hate.
Fear brings me down to my knees,
And hope seems just too late.

But still I fight, I won't give up,
I'll never let them win.
For every blow that I withstand,
Strength grows from deep within.

I'll...

Love used to be beautiful when letters were licked and sealed
Love used to be sweet in the days of Afros and baggy jeans
Love used to be simple and a natural inclination
Love used to be a wounded souls final destination
Days,months and years rolled by
To the days of emojis and fast reply
I saw the one thing adored by many die
Love in my day is treated like trash
Greed,social status,religion and financial status are the shackles of true love
Since the inception of these negative attitudes
Love has been weeping and gnashing her teeth ...

My smiles are as gentle as the ocean floor My feelings as painful as a freshly acquired sore.
My heart and mind are shackled by expectations of those who came before me

Wish I could be free to live and dream.
Dream of a world without societal chains and burdens holding me in captivity.
Dream of a world of freedom and equality
Dream of a world with one people undivided by race,colour and class
Dream of a world without sorrow and tears

Wish my dreams could be a reality but they are nothing but dreams.
Life would have been so much better if...