I will march no more.
My people have suffered since this country’s inception…
The ancestors being dragged onto this wretched shore.
I welcome violence,
luxuriate in the bloodshed,
Hope my oppressors are filled with dread.
An Incurable Romance Writer
I will march no more.
My people have suffered since this country’s inception…
The ancestors being dragged onto this wretched shore.
I welcome violence,
luxuriate in the bloodshed,
Hope my oppressors are filled with dread.