African Brother by Morula Wa Kutukgolo

Morula wa Kutukgolo | February 25th, 2009 | poetry | No Comments

Flowing like poetry
You move me, with untold stories
Of your past and present

You are poetry
Feeding slowly my soul with words
Poetic words my heart skips a beat to,
Skips an african beat to, whenever you pass by.

My words so simple like nursery rhymes
Are to simply say,
African brother I adore you.

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