A Long Night Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga

A Long Night



I have a tortuous task of being in my beautiful land
Left to march against shadows of whom we would have been
With the future of our unborn flashed down the sewer
For the sole price of being alive
Where I come nobly with a pure heart of the oppressed
Watching the future blowback of tyranny on them it once colored purple
PHILLIP NINE MAFUNGA
21 July 2020

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Phillip Nine Mafunga

Phillip Nine Mafunga

I was born in Harare Zimbabwe
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