Equality, poetry


A distant dream
with a fiery voice
travels through time
never alone
provoking the inner man
to shelter
to protect
to empower
to give a voice.


I have a voice
defeating the faceless men
that rob and marginalise
the future and present
of men with hearts.
I have a common voice
for all men
strength and chances
I search in all men
created equally.
Beyond lost opportunities
a creeping epidemic
consumes and divides
slowly and maliciously
on the path to globalisation.
Beyond reforms and society’s expectations
stories appear and converge
slowly and assuringly
on the path to realisation.
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