Mistakes of Our Heroes Past

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The Mistakes of Our Heroes Past

Arise, O ye unworthy sons

Conceived in the belly of an harmless zebra 

Raised by fathers of gutless mind

Who dug our Graves with golds

Gotten from their unquenching cravings for dusted 

Fantasy of our shoveled dreams

. 

They battled with the ones in white skin

"heroes" they were called, cause they fought 

In one anchor 

The sang of songs from the lips like birds 

Defending their territory, lyriced freedom. 

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But the corpse of shame litters our gaze 

The injured hearts with withered hope of greatness

Bleed our progress 

So we weep  heavily in saddened outburst 

Cause we failed and our blood has turned black 

For we "unworthy sons" they begot 

. 

The black bird of woes cries in a desolate 

Place 

For even the bones mourn us for their odds 

We are! 

Of what now be their heroic deeds? 

Of what scores now be their victory? 

For we search apprecia-fun, 

When our little knowledge is torn. 

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©️ Balogun David Tolulope 

{drunk poet} 

2017