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C’est quoi un mélange,
L’eau et l’huile ne se mélange t elles pas?
Faisons un tour chez la maîtresse de sauce,
Une sauce, un mélange d’eau et d’huile,
Tout se mélange,
Mais tout paraît bien différent,
Parlons de la culture,
L’homme africain, avec sa culture,
L’homme blanc avec la sienne,
Ce deux modes de vies,
On en fait qu’une même histoire,
L’homme blanc et l’homme noir,
Que faut il réellement mélanger,
L’homme mélange tout en fait,
L’eau et l’huile,
Le chaud et le froid,
La vie n’est faite que de mélange,
kafun lady

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The Choice

PLAGUE take the dull and dusty town,
Its paved and sordid mazes,
Now Spring has trimmed her pretty gown
With buttercups and daisies!

With half my heart I long to lie
Among the flowered grasses,
And hear the loving leaves that sigh
As their sweet Mistress passes.

Through picture-shows I make my way
While flower-crowned maids go maying,
And all the cultured things I say
That cultured folk are saying.

For I renounce Spring's darling face,
With may-bloom fresh upon it:
My Mistress lives in Grosvenor-place
And wears a Bond-street bonnet!
Edith Nesbit

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African doughter II

Zulu girl of our time
African daughter of our life
Well known by democracy
A rejection of culture
A proper pretension of virginity
Adequate attempt and temptation

Beads rounding her forehead
In black and red
Eyes like of a lamp
Silky skin shines like sea in distance
Mouth coloured like cartoon

Everything is seen
Enough short kitten skin
Covering Natal Region
Dancing tirelessly like hungry tigers
As a chicken in the rain
You can see, but don't touch

Singing like a wolf

A rejection of culture
Black reflection of sorrow
And red represent blood
Jacques Sprenkie Mateya

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Culture of Death

Culture of Death

Like mindless sheep we blindly follow
all the latest fashions,
Because we're taught to view things
through the prism of our passions;
And so we give in to our lusts,
and covet, cheat and fight;
And then become the slaves of sin,
and say what's wrong is right;
And now while moral weakness reigns
we see our culture wilt,
As more and more we flounder
in the cesspool of our guilt.
sean wright

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