Precious Mlambo Poems

She has a baby on her back
And another in her tummy
Young, female and black
She now responds to “mommy”
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Do not look down on my countenance
Because I am African
I may be hard hit by circumstance
But I still believe ''I can''!
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They called him "ikwerekwere'
Because He spoke a foreign language
And many local men were there
When he died in anguish
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She was every girl's envy
Beautiful but pure
But now she has H.I.V
Deadly with no cure
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Many men of might stormed into her house one night
And this simple widow gave the greatest fight
But armed with guns and fury they won
And took her daughter and took her son
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I greeted my neighbour in the morning "Hi! "
Never did I know that that was the day she would die
See, I had greeted her many times before
And sometimes even knocked on her door
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