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In incandescence

Was black as coal, injustice and its rifts
from the deepest pit    
as from the face, each lump was chipped †  
† †
The dust that chokes † †
bare chested men eat nowt but grit †  
as I silently applaud †  
† †
To face the task with hands so raw †  
a brotherhood of incandescence born †  
as we should take, the baton passed †  
whatever colour, creed or class †  
† †
For each is born with same †  
in nakedness and wrapped in natures needs. †  
The struggle on, †  
†some struck lame, the disability of colour †  
thongs tight tied by oppressions wrongs †  
† †
So march with me and feel the lumens †  
of my choice †  
burn your brightness like an everlasting torch. †  
Turn stiff necks and claim the streets †  
for incandescence, is the beating drum †  
the vigil with bare fists, humanity so incomplete †  
slipalong
Written by slipalong
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