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  37.     

Taking Birth

Taking birth
In a lower caste
Is not a crime,
My dear, worry not.
And let me say
The caste, the religion
The color, and and and
All are not original
Identification of a man.
Man is man only with same blood,
Humanity is his identity,
Truthfulness is his identity,
Love is his identity,
Be a man, live as a man only.
 
gajanan mishra

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  38.     

Mama Africa's Identity

Mama Africa's identity,
And of the Fulanis and the Fulbes;
But the Savannah and the Sahara are here to stay in Africa.
Mama Africa's identity,
And of the Dogons and the Shilluks;
And of the cowries usedas money in those days,
But the identities of the African are in many faces.
It is like a durbar in Africa and,
At the market plac to meet others;
But a visit to the tomatoes market in Ghana will tell you much.
Mama African's identity,
And like 'the Golden Stool' of the Ashanti Kingsdom!
But wait for the dried-fish on the coasts of Africa.
Visit St. Louis in the delta of Senegal and learn about the ways of the African,
For my home i in El Molo;
And like Mama Africa's identity praising my muse.
Mama African's identity,
And of the pygmies in Central Africa!
But i have my mind on the Rift Valley,
And like the mirror of the rivers, lakes and the seas of Africa! !
The Massai and the Dinka do play their roles,
And like the Nubaians in South Sudan;
But with the temperature above 40 degrees in most parts of Africa.
Mama Africa's identity,
And like a message to my lover in Lalibala;
For early in the morning came the leopards to drink some water,
But a visit to Mount Meru will entice you.
Mama Africa's identity,
And of the Zulus and the Rendilles;
But the Afars are here to blend with the dry land.
Mama Africa's identity,
With the rhythms and rituals of the Africans!
And like the tribes of Ovambo, Herero, Xhosa, Shona and Matabele.
And like the Bemba, the Tonga and the Ovaimbundu!
But the red land of Africa care for you all.
Mama Africa's identity,
And of River Limpopo in the mist of love;
But try to visit the Victoria Falls to satisfy your curiosity.
Mama Africa's identity,
And of the Himbas with their traditional dance;
But the Kikuyu, the Hutu, the Tutsi and the Hambukushu are also there,
For Africa is a very big continent for all of us.
 
Edward Kofi Louis

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  39.     

after zero

after zero after zero

Post-conceptual awareness on zero consciousness: nyein way excludes himself from the mainstream literary trend knowing that he himself excludes himself or eliminate his ego or identity or social construction.


after zero after zero

Post-conceptual awareness on zero consciousness: nyein way excludes himself from the mainstream literary trend knowing that he himself excludes himself or eliminate his ego or identity or social construction.


after zero after zero

Post-conceptual awareness on zero consciousness: nyein way excludes himself from the mainstream literary trend knowing that he himself excludes himself or eliminate his ego or identity or social construction.

after zero after zero

Post-conceptual awareness on zero consciousness: nyein way excludes himself from the mainstream literary trend knowing that he himself excludes himself or eliminate his ego or identity or social construction.


after one?

after zero after zero

Post-conceptual awareness on zero consciousness: nyein way excludes himself from the mainstream literary trend knowing that he himself excludes himself or eliminate his ego or identity or social construction.

after one?

Back to zero again
after one?

Back to zero again
after one?

Back to zero again
after one?

Back to zero again
after one?

Back to zero again
after one?

Back to zero again


after zero after zero

Post-conceptual awareness on zero consciousness: nyein way excludes himself from the mainstream literary trend knowing that he himself excludes himself or eliminate his ego or identity or social construction.


after zero after zero

Post-conceptual awareness on zero consciousness: nyein way excludes himself from the mainstream literary trend knowing that he himself excludes himself or eliminate his ego or identity or social construction.


after zero after zero

Post-conceptual awareness on zero consciousness: nyein way excludes himself from the mainstream literary trend knowing that he himself excludes himself or eliminate his ego or identity or social construction.

after zero after zero

Post-conceptual awareness on zero consciousness: nyein way excludes himself from the mainstream literary trend knowing that he himself excludes himself or eliminate his ego or identity or social construction.


after one?

after zero after zero

Post-conceptual awareness on zero consciousness: nyein way excludes himself from the mainstream literary trend knowing that he himself excludes himself or eliminate his ego or identity or social construction.

after one?

Back to zero again
after one?

Back to zero again
after one?

Back to zero again
after one?

Back to zero again
after one?

Back to zero again
after one?

Back to zero again
 
Nyein Way

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  40.     

My Identity

So lost deep inside,
Is all that makes me.
My true identity,
Is hard to see.
To my friends and family,
I’m a different me.
I have a secret identity,
Wonder if you’ll ever see.
My thoughts and actions,
Are all that makes me,
But some things I may do,
May not describe me.
Now look inside me,
If you ever feel,
like it,
I’m no-one but me,
Never hiding my identity.
Don’t say I am hypocrisy,
Because I never showed you,
two of me.
Now please,
Look at me,
Try to see the real me.
I’m no-one but,
my real identity.
All full of beauty,
Inside me.
 
Yisel Chong

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