Punished Poem by Isaac Maliya

Isaac Maliya

Isaac Maliya

The People's Country! Where People Laugh From Their Hearts!

Punished



Words
Are colourless
Striking a cord
Of fear, hopelessness, deceit
Words are words.

Words
Are colourless
Pricking the soul
Striking a chord of discord
Of betrayal, malice, untruthfulness
Words are words.

Words
Are colourless
Lacerating the tendons of the mind
Chaining the soul, no release
A chord of enslavement to last
Of humiliation, punishment, defeat
Words are words are words.

Maputo: 11/09/2013

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The People's Country! Where People Laugh From Their Hearts!
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