Fathers And Sons (3) Poem by Elna Nel

Fathers And Sons (3)



in the centre of pain
and new contests to hear
sounds of sorrow
crawl from rivers of tomorrow
there's a place where black
in erroneous cry
will back away and leave
you and me finally
free of the feathery plea
for truth in a fatherless
nation from yesterday

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