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23 October 2012


Now You are Nameless To Me
You
I know your name
To me you were not
“Obeda”
Worker
Spanish
X
You had a name, and I called it to your face.

They
Didn’t know your name
To Them
You were a faceless man
A nameless man
You had a name and I called it to you in front of them.

So why?
Betray me
Why make me One of Them,
The other?
When I never
Othered you?
Why are you loyal to them?
They called you nameless to your face.

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