The Silent Hill Poem by Sicelo Sithole

The Silent Hill



With no room for any fears
I wait for you at the silent hill always
With the hands writing of the history of all beautiful days
I glide onto my lost memory, as I wait patiently for you upon these dying years

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Sicelo Sithole

Sicelo Sithole

Durban, South Africa
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