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i keep asking myself, why

  
is my skin not good enough?  
nor my hair good enough?  
as i wonder...  

are we created to be hated and enslaved?  
pains physically and emotionally drained?  
our muscles and skins are strong  
but our hearts tell a different story  
 
we may be baboons and gorillas  
but the breathing and bleeding are the same  
yet still 'Nothing' is ever good we do  
 
what is this?  
life i suppose...  
i blame no one but i understand not.  
so i keep asking myself, why?
Written by imbongi
Published | Edited 3rd Oct 2019
Author's Note
Only God Knows why
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