Njabulo Mkandla Poems

Ashes blooming,
Life refusing,
Water sinking beneath the sand
Earth-shakes grooving,
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Merciful, merciful
These hills are merciful
They ride upon the mountain tops
They celebrate their
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I lay down my weapons and fight
I call for the day to be night
I am sophisticated in my way of doing
Simple things
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His Golden years have plagued us with hunger.
To feed the bellies of our children is now impossible.
Blame his Golden-years!
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Everything that I see falls into place
Like the sway of a tree rests against the howlings
Resurrect this beautiful escape
But everything in my hands only fades away
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