Bonolo Duma Gift Poems
- 1. Dear Friend
On my back, I lay
Staring at the scattered glitter in the night sky
Wondering if they would welcome me if I was yet to fly
Death, my friend, when are you bound to come by?
... - 2. Our Lovers, Brothers And Fathers
The men that withhold great strength to pick us up each time we fall is using the very same strength to push us to the ground
We have given them our hearts to mend and cautiously handle yet they break the small pieces that have left
We were drawn to the fists that we learnt and hoped will protect us from all rivals, it's Sad how we wish to excavate them from our skin
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