Siyabonga A Nxumalo Poems

i saw his blood
on the street last night.
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Show me my origin...
Show me my land...
Show me my Africa...
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Those tears running
Down your face,
Will cease.
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The hills and stones
Are still the same my love,
But my life has changed.
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Campaigns have begun,
All of a sudden they care a
Great deal about us...
Ha! ha!
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That you took your time
And opened my page.

Though my bio is not catchy,
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i didn't count the days,
weeks smiled at me as they went by,
months danced and sang with me,
years wiped away my tears.
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I'm about to close my eyes
And take a trip to dreamland,
Where castles lasts for only a night,
Where joys and sorrows are short lived,
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One day i'll
Take off this mask,
And smile a genuine smile.
I'll look at the watch
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When love creates
Hatred,
Dispute and
Violence...
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