joshua madiba

When my mother calls me son.
Bewells the dead.
And negligent the child.
Who grew against all odds.
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If i had been raised better.
Then i would be better.
Nobody cared when i made wrong decitions.
Nobody to put me on the right path.
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Lillian of black skin.
Lillian of white nails.
Soft lips and dark eyes.
Black skin with curved thighs.
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I have been industrious allover the world lost of love and left in pain.
Inevitable things have happened to me, but i have nothing to do.
The only person i had and loved suffered of plague.
Am just like a ray hideous to kill every thing that comes in my way.
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The fear in my heart.
Is seen in my eyes.
It penetrates through my body
and trembles.
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The soft hand touch that covers the winters coldness.
The weld eyes that fills the nightssky.
Her lips mature for osculates.
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Do you know how it pains.
When you don't have a person who loves you.
The first rejects you.
The second puts you on hold.
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When fame is gone.
And no body is there for you.
The people who where close to you.
Are now a million mile away.
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When i woke up in the morning.
I found myself dead.
Laid in the white coffin.
with epitaphs on my photo.
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They come every night.
And when they come.
He sleeps not at all.
Screams of a night fool,
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It's going on slowly.
It's melting like ice of the summer.
The pillars of faith
have cracks from the concrete level.
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She was born in pain.
And left to toil.
Never ate butter like that of a white man.
Never breast fed by her mother.
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Hey am jo2shua,
but my closest road dogs
call me chris.
I have been sitted their
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My teacher asks me how am related to Jasmine.
My close friends want to know whats between me and her, but i also don't know her.
The nqme Jasmine keeps on repeating its self in my head.
I wonder whether her colour is like that of a black lady.
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Aunt number one.
Giver of world light.
Upholder of nature.
The moment when i was lost in world ways.
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Leaving my past and rushing so that i can catch up with my future.
Leaving my town and people to a new area.
Where no body knowns me, but they only criticize me because of my behaviour.
Aunt tell your little girl that once He lived here and he was one of us; but now i say goodbye because i don't want tomorrow to find me.
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Midnight clocks rings down the well.
That the town square is left askew.
Slains moving nanoic the ground.
Town of the dead living nold.
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I was among them.
When we sang the song.
He was leading us,
When we sang the song;
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At first they never thought,
We could have a brother like him;
but we got him.
And he agitated for our freedom.
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The level at which poverty begins,
Is where faith ends.
Nobody thought to me like thee.
I was lost in languor.
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