Family Portrait Poem by Pheko Motaung

Family Portrait

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When I
Remember
How they
Died this
Ghetto that
Produces
Nothing
But death
Fills
Itself
With song
And forgets
That itself
Is a victim
Of a more
Vicious and
Subtle form
Of oppression

Thursday, December 17, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: human condition
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Pheko Motaung

Pheko Motaung

Reitz.Republic Of South Africa
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