Monkgogi 'Rhetoric' Moshaga

Misplaced - Poem by Monkgogi 'Rhetoric' Moshaga

But there where i love to dwell, so much discomfort.
I am not what my actions scream,
I love but i do not feel what the poor man sees in garbage.
His food is my biggest allergy for its only allegation that i do not love you.
The same way he loves his trash for tis no choice that he loves,
The same way roots hold on to soil like they know animals shall eat someday.
I dont want to let go, I do not want to submit.
Shall i turn it in and walk away from sin,
shall i testify my biggest fear and love shamelessly?
I do not want to be lost for eternity, crying endlessly.
Evil misplace me, they threaten me with insecurity and fear,
they promise me pastures out of green, they call me baby, as ripe as i am.
What is it the blind man sees in his eyelids?
what language does the dumb speak in his dreams?
Actions scream louder than words would act.
But i love you, from a distance.

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  • (12/12/2011 3:29:00 PM)

    Mesmorizing.. absolutely beautiful ♥ well crafted, too. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 12, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 26, 2012

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