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Slaves to Superstition ************************
By MR feathered fox
...An Eye foreign Eye
Makes the world go blind
.......Check the Dollar $ighn
Paying attention doesn't cost a thing......
You know who we are
People's are scared of us
When they cross our paths
They turn the other way
In fear of our hues
But our ancestors
where worshipped
Amongst Egyptians
As gods
They fear the mystery
In our eyes
The grace in our stride
Most of our Conrad's are in cages
The verdict death by injections,
They just wanted to live" &" Let"B"
(9 lives)
And all they wanted for every 1 was!!!!
just to live and let" ..benign lives....
......unlucky us....
The street life hasn't always been easy
But who are we to complain & be heard"
Besides We manage to land on our feet
All though lingering Stereotypes
Forever violate our skin like flea's
It's hard being a (Black)-(cat)
Ap(paw)led fist
In a cold world
Express we're
purrrrourd of what we are
.....why they remain slaves.......
To their Superstitions......
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Dedicated to black cats in concrete jungles
who endure the struggles of black panthers
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Copyright 2017 MR feathered fox
Published on Friday, February 17, 2017.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
Comments on "Slaves to Superstition ************************"
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A former member wrote:
That opening itself caught my attention .....gifted brother I salute
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On Monday, February 13, 2017, MR feathered fox
(31)
wrote:
You know how many black cats get euthanized stereo types stop them from being adopted Cuzz off myths like black cats being bad luck , or affiliated with the dark crafts , they fear their black magic..
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On Monday, February 13, 2017, motherofnature
(46) wrote:
Catching tittle I enjoyed your renditions of a reality so bleek.
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