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BrokenHeartPheko Motaung


(Africa poems) Eagle metaphor


Thou mighty troubadour of Heaven!
Thou proud citizen of the lascivious sky!
Invite me to thy fabulous palace of
Thy unconstrained tax free haven where thou
Dost soar free in the wild summer rain!

Submitted: Thursday, May 10, 2012
Edited: Friday, August 16, 2013

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  • Diana Van Den Berg (7/30/2013 10:25:00 AM)

    Hail, compatriot! Lovely to see somebody from Africa here, and not only that, but somebody who loves our continent as I do too! I love the vigour, power, optimism, images and poetry of your poem.

    Diana van den Berg (Durban, South Africa) (Report) Reply

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