When Evil looks like Grandma
When evil looks like Grandma
That’s when you realize
There’s something wrong
Or was it there all the time
Right from the beginning?
Prepping for Doomsday to come
Waiting for its messiah?
I’m not worried about Whites shouting
“Make America white again”
As they are from all ages
It’s Blacks who always seem to forget
Where they’re from and what was done to them
It’s them I ponder upon
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You’re currently reading “When Evil looks like Grandma,” an entry on Gladius Poeticus
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- English Poetry, Poëzie Algemeen
Gladius Poeticus 
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