Our skin of gold, sham
shamans claim our skin
bleeds Wealth, Gospel to
our kith and kin who suffer
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An insightful portrayal of vulnerable African albinos who are on the razor edge of danger. At the behest of witchdoctors, they're hunted for their body part, which are used as ingredients for rituals sacrifices. Thanks for the poem.
Wow wow..... thats a very nice piece