Subliminal Transcendence

Fiction & Literature, Poetry
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Author: Oumar Coulibaly ISBN: 9781514485309
Publisher: Xlibris US Publication: April 22, 2016
Imprint: Xlibris US Language: English
Author: Oumar Coulibaly
ISBN: 9781514485309
Publisher: Xlibris US
Publication: April 22, 2016
Imprint: Xlibris US
Language: English

I too was once a Columbian I am a negro, a black man A porter in their Manhattan Ville Who had utterances such as Slave, gay, and thief Hollered on my soul By many my exes, coworkers The day I was hired I have noticed tears Tears trickling down their frantic peeks I too was once a Columbian I am a negro, a black man Who had lost the prospect to grow The filthy rainbow of dirty words They whispered at every ear Had cold me stone by their heavenly doors I too was once a Columbian I am a negro, a black man Who was treated as a second-class citizen Early day, I left home for work I have shine good floors of the annex Cut low and even weeds around the building Collected proudly trashes for a decade But many hallucinated To bury my life as an African slave To Miss Theressa Todman, I rose my voice I was intimidated and humiliated With the passive ordnance of Mister Falcon In a secret office of their massive HR I too I was once a Columbian

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I too was once a Columbian I am a negro, a black man A porter in their Manhattan Ville Who had utterances such as Slave, gay, and thief Hollered on my soul By many my exes, coworkers The day I was hired I have noticed tears Tears trickling down their frantic peeks I too was once a Columbian I am a negro, a black man Who had lost the prospect to grow The filthy rainbow of dirty words They whispered at every ear Had cold me stone by their heavenly doors I too was once a Columbian I am a negro, a black man Who was treated as a second-class citizen Early day, I left home for work I have shine good floors of the annex Cut low and even weeds around the building Collected proudly trashes for a decade But many hallucinated To bury my life as an African slave To Miss Theressa Todman, I rose my voice I was intimidated and humiliated With the passive ordnance of Mister Falcon In a secret office of their massive HR I too I was once a Columbian

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