i hate the domain of heroism and achievements,
something like
alon mask, born in pretoria
(something like prioria in illinois or queen vectoria in either australia or new zealand, you choose! ...) at it's
peek of segregation to a father who is a
very very brilliant and 'dark' white
(it is the pbs, sixty minutes editorials, or any google established media of some sort, i do not remember, and i do not trust them anyhow, any story must leak somehow, somewhere, on time, and then get twisted or distorted...) engineer and
a white canadian model woman.
i rather i like to be born in the amazons,
or new zealand, and australia before the europeans
infected the area with rabbits, cats and other things only white people do.
in africa before twelve thousand years ago minimum.
thailand, malaysia, indonisia, papua new guineea, asia, roussia, iceland, or green landish island-dish areas anytime soon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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