The Secret Poem by Sicelo Sithole
The Secret
nobody knew
the big difference they saw
between the colours: black and white
as it has never been revealed before…
it seems as if it will never come to existence. it remains a common secret forever
I guess it is nothing but a hidden sordid treasure…
why keep hiding it then..?
is it truly something that you are prepared to die with…
walk around this earth in your days and really don’t feel a shame..?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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