Andile Nozibusiso Mtshali
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I have seen the vision of the moon turning into dust

Of children running the streets naked with lust.



I have heard the cry of the owl in the brightest of the day

The dead looming the earth as they may.



I have smelled the laughter of death in my skin and yours

Life screaming but stripped of its voice.



I have seen misery walk tall and proud

Sadness dancing with joy, in heaven, on earth and all around.



So I will listen to your silence

And take this nothingness with confidence
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Veronica Gonya 18 January 2011
scary, sad but true.
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