Friday, May 14, 2010

Are you dizzy blud?

You stand in front of me and your jeans swing below your hips

Your facial features tell me that you are among my brothers yet I do not understand the words coming from your lips

I ask you where you are from and you reply with a postcode

Furthermore, you say you remain strapped ready to load

Let me tell you something the postcode you claim will not remain yours

Forget the house you live in, you do not even possess its doors

Killing your own brother over a territory that does not even belong to you

Are you dizzy blud?

Asha Ali
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