Silence Poem by Wilson Tinotenda Waison

Silence



After having the trills on the fifth
May then turned be a curse for the I
Got bruised in revulsion's peak...
I was hurt

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Wilson Tinotenda Waison

Wilson Tinotenda Waison

St. Mary's clinic, Chitungwiza Harare Zimbabwe
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