Sunday 24th September 2017,
Poetry Potion

Let Live, Africa by Tshepo Maredi

African, through teary eyes
a memory
with every teardrop, a hurt enclosed
a battle fought and lost
a question, unanswered
a poem
a protest
a dream
a hope, shattered
Brothers love Brothers
Sisters love Sisters
numb with fear

I could hear their thoughts
their pain, deeply rooted
warm as the summer sun caressing my skin
I could taste the salt of their tears on my lips
I kissed him
and felt our wounds
the depressions on our hearts
he begged me to flee

I couldn’t save him

Beer drinking, book reading, butterfly loving young man.


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