Kunzima Poem by andile panda
Kunzima
My brother was brutally beated and blinded by blood in his eyes.I watched my mother saying bitter bye bye to my father who was leaving
for war, we started grieving as soon as he left the door
my skin and whip is like the tongue and saliva.
Hunger is on my mind like a smile on a dimple
flies on my face like a pimple
here in africa life
is not simple
Sunday, November 16, 2008
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5/5/2024 2:52:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
and what is the nature of your knees? it is possible for 'em to touch the ground? when your eyes are covered in tears and blood, can you see Him who is up on high yet so close that He abides in you? Papa Nelson Mandela had audience with Him daily in Robben Island; He is the King od kings. Tewali Amwenkana: no one compares to the Almighty God. We will wait on Him! We will call on Him! He will come and save us! He promised!