The cradle of humanity is hurting,
As humanity was redefined,
And now you are excluded from what you nurtured.
Your treasure was hunted down,
You became haunted land,
And now you are left to rot inside your shores.
Colored, they acclaim,
As segregation was encouraged,
And now you are ashamed of your unicity.
Through gospel, you are creatures of the second order,
Born to serve, they falsely preach,
And now, with dread, you can’t stand for yourself.
Your voice lands on deaf ears
Your songs of equality put you to eternal sleep
And only in your cave you sing your lives matter,
That our black lives matter.
ABOUT THE CONTRIBUTOR
Mizero is a passionate Rwandan poet and artist whose work is deeply rooted in emotion, culture, and creative imagination. Driven by profound love for written and visual expression, Mizero uses poetry and art to explore identity, psychology, togetherness, and the human experience. Each piece reflects a heartfelt journey, blending creativity with purpose. Inspired by tradition, history, and personal vision. Mizero sees art not just as a form of expression but as a way of life—a powerful tool to connect, heal, and inspire. Through rhythm, color, and metaphor, Mizero invites others into a world where passion speaks louder than fear or loneliness, and creativity knows no limits and just flows.
