Below is the poem entitled This me a Soul Digger which was written by poet
Moonga. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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This me...a Soul Digger
Water swaying to the rhythm of the wind
Blowing over the surface of the mighty Lyambai
Whispering wealth interred beneath the water so kind
Feeling like a miner; I venture into the depths that lie
In-between the sheets of milky sand
In search of the precious stone of gold
Like gold diggers of age old
Only for not more than a Rand
I know; even in my heartily courageous searches
I cannot salvage a mourning humanity
I know! Oh! I know what I cannot do,
Can I then sense what I...and only I can do?
This me...this me can dig for sanity
Sanity of body, mind and soul
Gold digger or digger of graves
This me...a soul digger
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