She's spiralling again. And yes, she's entirely still Her body is in one position, while her mind goes a mile a minute She hears them call themselves stupid and tears fill her eyes as she turns towards the demeaning voices, and with the most profound conviction says, 'never, never call yourself stupid!' She explains how… Continue reading It’s Another Day
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Free At Last| POEM
For so long, she became camouflaged,
To the colour of society
The background of the community
Invisible to all
Ọrẹ’s Musings 