POWER Poem by Chenjerai Hove
POWER
this is how we dress
power:
with whistles and muskets and gunpowder
from outriders
flashing lights
smoked glass windows
motorcades
titles
minus handshakes
minus smiles
minus sorrow.
we dress power
like a pestilence.
Thursday, August 2, 2018
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