Matrix of Hate Tricks

It's never too late. To wakeup and escape. The matrix of hate tricks. It is never too late to start realizing. That you must break the mental chains of your former colonizers.

Pretty, natural, tan skinned brown. Time to get up. Freedom can be found. Time to unchained your minds. Stop being tied and bound. Massa no longer matters.

Shed that vulture's foul culture. The overseers are no longer around. It is never too late. To wakeup and escape. The matrix of his hate tricks.

By
Abu Lateef Ali Babatunde
© 2023



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Matrix of Hate Tricks

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