Fallen

The nails cut deep into my clenched fist
Blood escapes life to death’s never ending list
My ebony skin has healed from your banishment 
My translucent soul weeps an eternal testament

Our way back to heaven is measured and laden
With endless detours and sharp thorns lay hidden
We came too soon like an accidentally detonated bomb
Nine months inside your immortalizing womb

My two hands cannot hold enough water
My wide open mouth evil sin can only utter
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Allison Avatar
March 31, 2016 at 11:25 AM
Deep and sad Thabang:-( hugs Jan xx
Moraba Avatar
February 14, 2016 at 10:06 AM
Thabang, this is a great Poem. Just wonder and wish things will get better for my fellow South Africans but as long as our economic status remains that stagnant things cannot change. I surely miss my Home Country. Keep writing. Connie,
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