I’m not a black mother or a white mother. I’m just a mother. I’m not a black person or a white person. I’m just a person. With a beating heart that can break. With blood that runs through my veins. With a sense of right and wrong etched deep in my psyche. The very same […]
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So what makes you better than me? Is it your colour, your height, your country, your job You think you are different from the mob? Is it your university, your college, your finishing school You really think you are a lesser fool? Is it your gender, your status, your law, your moral code You think […]