Dirge to blackness III (Xenophobia)

DIRGE TO BLACKNESS III (XENOPHOBIA) The sun stopped shining over us The moon stopped smiling on us The long shadow of hatred cast on us With its spindly legs and roped hands   Snuffing life out of the black race The sky weeping putrid phlegm Coughing out the dredge-ful water Bathing Africa in the dance …

Dirge to blackness II (Xenophobia)

DIRGE TO BLACKNESS II XENOPHOBIA All crimes in this part Is executed by the outsiders This clime is pure, we are saints Until the advent of the impure Who brought their industrious Pestilence self to take our job To take our gurls and gals Every evil is traced to the devils Who opened shops in …