A Purpose by Motswalo Manasoe

Motswalo Manasoe | Oct 31st, 2019 | poetry | No Comments


If you manufacture one, A Gun!

Carry one, A Gun!

Hold one at a gunpoint…

That is filled with gunpowder,

Very much like it is at war…

In the ghost-town of townships…

You seek for A son, A brother, A father, A friend…

A daughter, A sister, A mother, A friend…

You seek for this to KILL!

Poet Bio

Motswalo Mansoe was born and raised in Limpopo in a village called Phokoane. He has been writing poetry since high school and participated in TSOL. An upcoming poet with a lot of determination to make it in the poetic world.

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