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On these livid lips sits the unsung dancing song Restless Our hearts spattered with tears and blood, Blood of the innocent executioner The executioner who fed the grave of the king. But when the blood of the innocent drops, The living carry corpses from...

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Tag(s) : #Poetry, #Africa

What glorious shame shall I share? What insane pain must I forswear? My feet have trodden two paths; The unending winding path of doom Blessed with rocky hills between two unassailable rivers that flow from antique rocks My kinsman; the ancient eye of...

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Tag(s) : #Poetry, #Africa