League Day 9; ADELEYE M. OLUWADARASIMI vs KOLAWOLE ENIFENI SAMAD

Have you ever being caught up in a dilemma of disgrace because of your colour? Have ever thought of the fact that life has being unfair for making you black due to the embarrassment you've been always subjected to when you travel to their country?

Have you ever wondered what's actually special in being white? And the stigma if being black?

Good news! For today I bring to you wordlords who'll be dropping words on this subject matter; RACISM. They'll be spitting words of encouragement and simultaneously writing against racism with the aim of lifting your soul out of that depression of being black. Enjoy!


NOTE;
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Good luck to the wordlords.. LET THE BATTLE BEGIN!

THEME: RACISM

KOLAWOLE ENIFENI SAMAD

Title; Racism: The Blacks' Hunter

Threading outskirt of my dwelling, I'm scared.
Why should mobility be a crime?

Walking in my gene-not state, I'm isolated.
Why should it feel so?

Who would chase the fears of a teen?
Who feels nothing,
Nothing, but rejection,
And found no way to redemption,
And left to be preyed by dejection.

My color is my life,
Why should I bleach to white?

Black and Son to the black,
I'm An African,but without a blank mind.


©Ennyfheni



ADELEYE M. OLUWADARASIMI

Title: My skin is Black.

At times I ask what makes us different.
I wonder why they discriminate against us.
At times I want to know why my  worth is unapparent.
So, I ask What they have against us.

Then, They say My skin is Black.
They say theirs' is white.
They say My thought is Dark.
And theirs' is Light.

The White Men called our Progenitors Apes.
They took our forefathers as slaves.
The White Men consider us as Apes.
And also wants us to obey as slaves.

Truly, My skin is Black.
But how can I change their dark thought?
How can I tell that My Brain is not Dark?
When Racial discrimination is what have taught.

©ADELEYE M. OLUWADARASIMI


Enjoy!