Musa Ndhlovu Poems

Let me end this,
It is not what I had in mind.
End it? Not like this
But how can I use my mind?
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Hear me call
Go not outside looking for me,
Deep deep as a well
In thy heart I stand I say.
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I miss that part,
The very same part
That came every night before I sleep.
It happened before you sleep.
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The Moment I never had,
Is the one that kept running
In our minds; the one we once
Hoped for. I somehow thought
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From a Zulu name 'Buyisile'
Meaning 'Brought Back'

With no hope in me
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The sun rises once again
A awakening me from the clam of night before
Where I could hear nothing but the sound of silence
Where I could feel nothing but the breath of my soul
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My land Africa.
My home Africa.
My place of birth Africa.
Loved by A, Amateur, Against and Anger are the south Africans.
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Quality performans is what we do,
It is in us what we do,
Regardless of what they are thinking,
In our minds we are thinking.
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One saw ye behind my beck
Loved ye from the distence.
One knew ye got my beck
Smelled ye from the distence.
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The sound was loud.
I did nothing for it was loud.
Wait... I thought I heard something,
I turned around and I saw something
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