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June, and her other friends, like blues by K.I.N.G Cedric

[tabby title="Poem"] Welcome, to the home of the black and whiteBlackmailed white lies with justified grey areasAn exclusive rainbow nation that exilesThose who are robbed of the yearAnd can only be openly gay in June Stripped of the rights of...

Nineteen Seventy-Conscience by K.I.N.G Cedric

[tabby title="Poem"] Marikana has not forgottenWhat we as the youth of old have becomeThe potholes and potbelly’sShare secrets in group chats Where the conversation isGather the youth to scatter them in low incomeOr no wages, that unless they soil their...

An Ode To My Could Have Beens by K.I.N.G Cedric

[tabby title="Poem"] To my sweet yesterday:You could have told meHow excruciating growth would be How the change from waterTo wine is not all it seems, there areGrapes who lose their innocence in-between Trading triumph for traumaWith decadent promises thatIt is...

A Crime That Paid…Off by K.I.N.G Cedric

[tabby title="Poem"] It is often with contemptThat my mother bestows warningsTo me about people I do not know It is often with guns that my fatherMeets such men at midway pointsTo have them holding notes. Singing “Mercy! we do not...