The Killings of dutch royal whiteness

dutty dutch dance

Joyful hearts, glowing faces,pridefulness eyes
the queen would soon see them move their hips
and feets in folkloric regalia. Reppin’ the Caribbean.
It was their moment to shine. A desire coming into
existence.

Ambulance sirens, chaotic screams of pain and fatality
bloody mucus intervened fate and stained the asfalt.
Sacrifical blood of Frido, born and raised in Korsou.
Wilfrido Plantijn a black human shield saved the lives of
the royal Orange-Nassau family.
Queen beatrix, the white savior monarch stayed alive.
And Frido died.
A suicide car attack, miscalculated.

The funeral costs never paid by queen bitch beatriki
No financial penitence for his life lost and loved ones
The tickets for his wife and kids for his homecoming in Curacao
were never paid by the royal dutch billionaires.
The wounded that kept their breath never saw compensation
for the trauma experienced 10 years ago.

The hurtfulness of coloniality: They still wear orange paying
homage to the new royal highness. After the reality checks of
racial and class foolery. After the inescapable disdain for human life
After the after-lives of colonized idolatry avenges itself and composes
a melody of death.

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