Beauty Beneath the Black by Anu Soneye
Black, the Savage shade of a bounded race
turns dead sketches into breathing art.
Night, the cool every man craves comes in the dark
when the sun sleeps and the moon wakes
Tag: Black
Mama Give Us a Signal: The Voice of Julius Malema
I have hardly known this division. The pain of being black until I crossed into South Africa. Now...
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RACES AND THE COLOUR OF CONFLICT
It is difficult to understand why humanity is so divided despite boasting the same...
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