I remember how you’d lock me in your closet Spraying deodorant if I disturbed you during prep* Now I am disturbed by the locked closet Coated in the scent of the chaplain’s incense Boys in white carry you to the burial site My sight, however, cannot overlook the smirk you had when you called me a kaffir* In silence I remain dwelling on these thoughts Now that all chances of amends are gone The offender is forever buried while his offences survive in my memories you rest in regret I can only pray for the courage to shovel this hate into the grave.
prep – colloquial word for homework time
kaffir – a racial slur for Africans, particularly in South Africa
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Amazing. You are talented. So very talented.
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Thanks so much MJ🙏🏾 Most appreciative!