In Palestine: The Storm Is Passing Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

South Africa (eDutywa, Mfenguland, staying in Cape Town)

In Palestine: The Storm Is Passing



Once upon a time
Life was never the same
But revolutions come and go

The small weeds
Whistle a story to be told
Dislocated birds laugh in insipid

And the joy
Will be a stone to be turned
The reign shall end

The empire collapsed
And peace be reserved
Even a series of emancipation

Painful
Sad and sour
Events will unfold
And the storm will just pass.

Sunday, July 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Peace
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Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

South Africa (eDutywa, Mfenguland, staying in Cape Town)
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