We Dried Out Sins Poem by Mbusya Wa Mbusya
We Dried Out Sins
They had transplant of a sort
Their brains of all
Believing in inferior narrative
That they were less of all
They had lots of transgressions
The worst sins of all
They embraced the religion of them
Those who enslaved them all
Grandpa and I refused enticement
Of religion of white and all
Community took our sins out to dry
And massaged the most foul of all!
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