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Wisdom by Maiketso

Maiketso | October 23rd, 2018 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

I admit I echo threnodies
I jock and jive
My pop is that of bubblegum

But what remains true
Is what she told me to do
Prosper young man!
The world is your oyster.

She also showed me a gift on the table
Love.
The conquering weapon
She is and was the rhyme and reason

Words are bone breakers
But her soothing voice is what makes us
Heritage.
The light we must share with the world.

I remember hymns,
I remember psalms,
I go through this unbearable life.
Then I remember;
My grandmother’s voices

Poet Bio

I am a bilingual poet in Free State with one book out and another coming.

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