Gloria Seseng (1977 November 18 / NW South Africa)
Words gathered around for dispatch,
Each letter crawled to the station platform!
In anticipation! We all waited to catch,
An old luggage of love treasure missing form!
A natural rest
Peacefully looking down on us,
The ghost made us fully aware that they have rest!
Suddenly! I heard cries of everything about us,
Tear drops! Laughter! Pain!
Cracks of things to do, hearts torn –
things not done! Words lost! Rain!
But! Her Journey for life after death had born,
To this day, for words we’ve gathered! God has showered us.
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