She wants to question.
What she was born into,
she's scared to question,
her questioning is sin,
God knows, ooohhh God,
she dare question that
idea, for religion will
send her to hell, after
church has crucified
her, imagine the sharp
Stares of the congregation,
she dare question. What
she was born into kills, killed
her spiritual realm. She
wants answers to rescue
her thoughts, her ability
to question, to question
is a state of being.
|Suss KaMzibeni|
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