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Title: "An Interview with A Black Man: Reality and Truth Behind the Colour"

As I sit on this weathered bench, the sun's warm embrace is no different on my skin than it is on any other. Yet, some passersby seem to think otherwise. They cast glances, some filled with disdain, others with pity. But I hold my ground. I may be a coloured boy, but that doesn't diminish my right to this spot, nor does it negate my journey through education.

Growing up in Houston, Texas, being coloured meant facing a barrage of injustices. It meant enduring the taunts of white children, their cruelty excused as discipline. But I refuse to be defined by their narrow perceptions. I bleed the same red blood, feel the same pain, and possess the same intellect, regardless of the opportunities denied to me, with the silver spoon that you had since birth while I had my own two hands to keep me alive.

Hate was a lesson ingrained in us, a bitter reality we learned to navigate from a young age. We were segregated, profiled, and victimized, but we persisted. We fought for the basic rights denied to us: equal access to facilities, I worked the same job as you and the same hours and yet still, I don't get paid as much because, “I am coloured and i don't have to get paid the same wages for my labour”. Yet, even when we proved ourselves capable, we were met with scepticism and disdain.

The fight isn't over. Despite the passage of time, discrimination still rears its ugly head. Black folks struggle to secure loans, burdened by unfounded suspicions of criminality. It's a reality we face daily, a reminder that justice remains elusive.

But I refuse to succumb to despair. I carry within me the hopes and dreams of my ancestors, the very hope and dream of the slave, the resilience of those who came before me. I will continue to fight, to strive for fairness and equality, because we are all one people, bound by our shared humanity, no matter how little some may have or how narrow some's opinions may be.

So, let it be known: the colour of my skin does not diminish the gravity of the challenges I face. I may not have the most prestigious job, but I have dignity, I have resilience, and I have the unwavering determination to create a better world for us all. I am the coloured boy, but I have the same red that flows through your veins and as Maya Angelo once said, “You may write me down in history, with your bitter twisted lies, you may tread me in the very dirt but still like dust, I’ll rise.”

Let it not be forgotten for their legacy lives on.

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Faithful Kin, The Companion through lifes art, Tribute to all the pets we have lost and all those we continue to cherish

In the soul of my dog, my faithful friend and kin, I found a bond transcending, deeper than akin. Not just an animal, but a cherished part of my story, A companion, confidant, in life's grand inventory.

With paws of love and eyes that mirrored my own, Through days of joy and nights when I felt alone. He walked by my side, through highs and the lows, My loyal companion, the love only a heart knows.

In his eyes, I glimpsed eternity's unwavering love, A kinship profound, an unspoken oath from above. Not merely a pet, but a bond beyond mere grasp, My best friend, my brother, an eternal clasp.

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Living with the moon, Resting with the sun 

Dead by Daylight to many people meaning that whomever you speak of will be gone or dead before the sun rises but to me meaning that I will not be long for this world but I shall send the night rejoicing at all that makes me happy and by the time the sun rises I shall be gone, departed with the moon. 

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Poetry and Swaying Fools

Drunken Fools dancing around flames as though it was their final night before war, holding stories of all the places that they have passed, faces they have known and have come to forget but they are always reminded of the voice through the memories that capture the voice but never the face. Around the dancing flames, they sway, a merry band lost in the night's embrace. Each step and twirl, a celebration as if the coming dawn heralds a battle's call. Their laughter and songs echo tales of distant lands As the night deepens, their shared tales form a vibrant mosaic of experiences, voices merging into a timeless melody amidst the crackling fire. Within this swirling dance of fleeting moments and playful flames, the night unfolds—a carousel spinning tales, blending ancient narratives with freshly woven stories, painting the air with the magic of untold tales.

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The words that let the tale of the crushed heart be heard. Inspired by "Dream-Land by Edgar Allan Poe

In moments when my heart aches deep, I'm lost in sorrow, can't find sleep. I try to tuck it away, make it hide, But this hurt lingers, won't subside.

It's like my soul's taken a beating, So much pain, it's hard repeating. I keep on moving, but feel so low, Just the will to go, but no real glow.

I thought if I could break free, Life might feel lighter, happy and free. But even in simple things that I find, There's an emptiness that clouds my mind.

I'm learning that pain doesn't just flee, It lingers around, a part of me. I wish for joy to fill up the space, But the sadness remains, an unwelcome embrace.

Maybe someday, I'll find my way, Where hurt won't haunt, and joy will stay. But for now, I'll take each day slow, Trying to find light in this heavy shadow.

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To those of us who have lost friends along the way. Inspired by "O Captain, my Captain by Walt Whitman

In the stillness of the night, a solemn hush prevails, For a dear friend departed, our cherished bond now trails. O companion, my confidant, in life's uncharted spree, Your absence rends the fabric of my true family.

Together we ventured, through joy and through despair, Side by side, our souls entwined, a journey beyond compare. You were my rock, my laughter's guide, in every twist and bend, A ride or die, a kindred spirit, a comrade, faithful friend.

Yet fate, in its relentless stride, called for you to part, Leaving behind an echo of your laughter in my heart. The memories we wove, like threads of golden hue, Illuminate the path we walked, forever cherished, true.

Oh, how I yearn to hear your voice, to share another day, To bask in the warmth of your presence, to chase sorrows away. But you've embarked upon a voyage, beyond this mortal shore, Leaving me with whispers of the moments we adored.

I’ll carry forth our shared tales, our adventures wild and free, Embracing the echoes of your spirit that still reside in me. Though you've bid farewell, in my soul, you'll ever reside, A part of me, a guiding light, my friend, forever by my side.

In the quietude of memory, where our bond will forever gleam, I'll honor your legacy, our bond, a cherished, sacred dream. For you, my truest family, my companion through life's art, Rest in peace, dear friend, forever etched within my heart.

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Study and shall succeed

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Night life ✨

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Late night drive in the rain is all the therapy you will ever need

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I dictate my path not you, so don't try to

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Just fall back and enjoy

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Coffee, books, music and road trips are the only therapy you need when you are not yourself and they make you feel free, euphoria if you will

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Nostalgic Nostalgia 

We yearn for days long past 

And cling to the feelings 

Brought by memories fading 

We beg father time  

To refund three thousand yesterdays 

So, we can do it all over again 

Attaching ourselves to the past  

Hoping that thrill would come back 

Through it all, 

We become addicted  

To these thoughts 

And conjure up misery  

By reaching for  

What we can't touch 

Nostalgia is one hell of a high 

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Regret of the past

The times I've told myself it was fine 

When I thought it would be fine 

Until it wasn't 

I regret the choices I've made but do I 

Many helped me forget life  

Others broke me to the core  

I wished to fix them, but I can't  

For that mean I have to fix myself 

It's like fixing a broken mirror that had been crushed  

Grinded to where there is nothing but dust  

And in this you lose who you were and never know who you are 

A broken soul is like a broken mirror  

Never whole again  

Always missing a part of itself 

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Surrender 

From the battles I can't win  

People I can't have, and  

Pain that I can't forget. 

The world won't stop and wait for me. 

To focus on the things "I can't" stop me from 

doing what "I can" 

Sometimes, to surrender is the only way to move forward