Thursday, October 4, 2012

No Culture

My culture has died and so have i. We adopt the west and dissolve our traditions. We forget our past and go with the groove. My culture is dead, i'm probably not here. The tears from our mothers and the blood of our fathers, buried in time like they never were. We cut ourselves from what makes our culture, we claim times have changed and so we must evolve. We kill the bears, and the tigers and pandas to wear fine coats, so we look like the Queen. My culture is dead, my traditions have gone, i have no past, i'm probably not here.

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