When people speak to me,
about how they are unique,
I do not listen
because they are often very ordinary.
These people share pedestrian and similar qualities.
They sleep,
eat,
talk and defecate.
That is some of what they do.
But you were black, then crushed.
You were black and crushed into transparency.
You were chiselled,
chipped and polished until you glittered.
You were flawless and small.
Men haggled,
women killed for you.
I could say,
you were precious,
that you were clear diamond and then unique.
Author Bio:
Sid Orange was a drug addict, thugs, bouncer and conman. He is from London, UK, but now lives in the Cotswolds, UK. He is an autodidact and a feminist - despite his gender.
about how they are unique,
I do not listen
because they are often very ordinary.
These people share pedestrian and similar qualities.
They sleep,
eat,
talk and defecate.
That is some of what they do.
But you were black, then crushed.
You were black and crushed into transparency.
You were chiselled,
chipped and polished until you glittered.
You were flawless and small.
Men haggled,
women killed for you.
I could say,
you were precious,
that you were clear diamond and then unique.
Author Bio:
Sid Orange was a drug addict, thugs, bouncer and conman. He is from London, UK, but now lives in the Cotswolds, UK. He is an autodidact and a feminist - despite his gender.
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