Smoke Poem by Okello Baloyi
Smoke
I puffed my lungs away, exhaling my life to an early grave, trying to give my future something to live for, in a troubling society, got myself bringing life to this world, while the only inheritance I know is an unlawful pistol.
Hunger they say, flames throughout the country, chanting for one's rights while causing arson and not only killing our economy but dropping bodies in exchange.
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