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PENCIL TEST (extract by Godessa)

My free day will come
Once you stop putting me in a box
Can't you see that
I'm breathing, feeling, weeping, sleeping
Just like you

I'm a Cape Coloured slave raped by a Dutch male
With such tales I'd probably hate what they won't say or scribe
In books bounds in lies
These crooks found it wise
To describe my people in a bad light
I'm a gam, kroeskop mix of so many different breeds
I'm Afrikan and Malay rolled into one being
from St. Helena and Java
Madagascar and the east
From the south to the west
From up north I believe
I'm well traveled even though I've neva crossed the seas
But thru the souls of my ancestors they left me with these dreams
I'm a strandloper like Henri stripped of my real name
Seen as a product exchanged in the trade
Of the 17 th century by masters in ceremony of markets
Who laughed with?
Pastors and fathers