kfm Productions

(30 / 03 / 1987)

My forehead...(26 / 03 / 2013 / 13: 34-AN) .


The fact is my forehead is painful, /
hence i was beaten by my mother. /

Koena France Mokoena

KFM PRODUCTIONS.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 26, 2013

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This poem is about myself feeling pain in one of the morning, when i was being beaten by my mom, so i am dedicating it to anyone, who would like to be a poet like me for this matter.
The fact is i have composed it in Intabazwe Public Library, hence i am inspired by this situation like a poet for this matter.

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