Trash

Well its amazing that my tears have seemed
To dry up due to this passing time
But memories will never fade

Can't forget when they despised me
Sent in the kraal to have my meals from there
Cows and insects become my speechless mentors
Well knowing they would change day to day
I still trusted them

Admired their luxurious life but .....
Look at me now ...
Luxury is a word am now tired of .
Because it has now become part of my
Daily routine



By Terry Barbie

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