[tabby title="Poem"] I was not born ordinary. The heavens spokebefore I could. The Moon in Scorpio—silent,watching,knowing. The eighth house opened.And I sawwhat others hide. Pluto stood near.Saturn beside him. In the first house—they marked me. Since then,truth has no maskbefore...

[tabby title="Poem"] CubaCuba weeps.And the worldobserves in silence. Suffering does not shout.It endures. United States,power has been your language.But poweris never permanent. A nation may riseon strength—yet fallby its excess. The weak remember.History remembers longer. Sanctions tighten slowly.Hunger moves quietly.But...

[tabby title="Poem"] Truth is heavy.That is whyonly the bravecarry it. When you speak it,you stand alone.Crowds prefer silence.Silence is safer. The world is fullof cowards.So cowards are governedby fools. Europe decays.Africa bleeds.The earth burns.And you watch. Wars are wagedby idiots.They...

[tabby title="Poem"] When I rule Africa,there will be no idle hands.Sacrifice will be a covenant,discipline its currency. We will mine with our own hands,turn ore to industry at our shores.Lithium, gold, copperthey will feed our factories, not foreign vaults. Agriculture...

[tabby title="Poem"] When America wants to cleanse its sins,it turns to Africa the continent it calls disposable. Criminal migrants for sale,and you — the so-called leaders —accept the trade like beggars at a banquet. Why not Europe?Why not Asia?Why only...