Is you Madness, Nah me own

Freedom in Guyana is a deception. Her children congregate in the deadness of the Red Muddah's badlands, each possessed by a particular thread of madness that is unseen. Laying in the centre of the Graveyard of im-pearl-ism, are the demons of postcolonialism desperate to seek a host. There is no cure for this affliction but to take their mask off. Peel the layers of clay they moulded to shadow the massa's image. Exorcise these demons of colonialism. Set it free. Bathe in the memories of the forgotten.