ZWAVHUDI MARY NDWAMBI

EACH AND EVERY LITTLE VICTORY
MAKE NOISE DEEP WITHIN ME

I WON A TROPHY
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OLD WOMAN STANDING BY THE BROKEN GATE
WRINCLES EYES THAT TOUCH THE CRIMPLED
CRACKED NAILS FOR THE SAKE OF THE ABANDONED
HAIR THAT REFLECT LIGHT LIKE AN ALMOND BLOSSOMS
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SHE BUILD
SHE SOW
SHE SWEAT...
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THE ABANDONED STUMP IS ABOUT TO GIVE GALLIONS OF SHOOTS
BARREN DESERT IS ABOUT TO FLOW WITH THE STREAM OF WATER
WEAK BRANCHES ARE ABOUT TO DEVELOP MUSCLES
DEAD FOLDED BUDS ARE ABOUT TO SPROUT AGAIN
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FALLEN STAR FROM HEAVEN
LINING DOWN BUT NO HAND IS THERE
HOPELESS TOUCHING THE UNKNOWN
BARREN LAND, LAND CALLED "CHILDLESS"
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CRACKING OUT

Coming forth to the light
Touching the unknown, but not afraid
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DON'T YOU DARE TAKE ME BACK
I DON'T WANT TO GROW BACK TO MY ROOTS
I DON'T WANT TO SEE MY HEAD GOING BACK TO MY KNEE
NO DON'T YOU DARE TAKE ME BACK
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THE GROUND OF THE UNIVERSE IS DYING
AND A SEED BENEATH IS SUFFOCATING
THE ATMOSPHERE UP ABOVE IS VOMITING
CREATION IS INHAILING TOXIC BREATH
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