MY ARCH ENEMY! (Crabs)(Poem)

My arch enemy is not a pasty face evil deity

But a young dark and handsome brotha from the hood like me

Programmed with several generations of self-hate

So like crabs in a barrel, they try to drag me down

So that I can share his same sad fate by repeating his same failures and mistakes!

-LEON KWASI KUNTUO-ASARE
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