Albinism Poem by Black Consciousness Poetry BCP

Albinism

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Our skin of gold, sham
shamans claim our skin
bleeds Wealth, Gospel to
our kith and kin who suffer
from poverty of thought.
Through their hungry eyes.
We are a golden goose who lay
limps and arms, where do
we run to when our own family
have become hosts who prey
on our dying lamp.
we no longer glow in the dark
anymore, the burning fires in
our eyes have been smothered
by showers of tears, we no longer
fear the sun cause we now know
the night have many terrors and
Terrors have many of our nights.

|Suss KaMzibeni|

Albinism
Tuesday, October 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: african poem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
paul ngari (Film maker) 19 September 2018

Wow wow..... thats a very nice piece

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Raynolds Moseamedi 05 September 2018

A great poem, thank you for sharing.

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Ntando 26 May 2018

Can I plz have a Zulu poem based on albinism

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Chinedu Dike 04 February 2017

An insightful portrayal of vulnerable African albinos who are on the razor edge of danger. At the behest of witchdoctors, they're hunted for their body part, which are used as ingredients for rituals sacrifices. Thanks for the poem.

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