"The Beautiful Ones Are The Oppressed" by Adebayo Busayo

Where?                

Where are they?   

Where are the beautiful ones?

When your life seems to be going off  the train tracks,
Those that will slow it down.
When you are afraid you might crash,     

 Those that will be your guardian angel and make you fly again.
 When you stumble and you feel you might fall,

Those that will be your safety net.
 When you see your heart in pieces,
 Those that will pick it up for you.            

Those that will mourn with you when you cry.                

Those that will reverse the time of your death.            

Where are they?
The beautiful ones,    

Where are they?
But the beautiful ones are the oppressed.

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