For Those Who Will Never Know
May you rise like a Grecian hero, or Abraham's God
My other family weeps for Jerusalem; I murdered my education
Dreams had died under apartheid - I could not afford
The luxury of telling you these truths. Whispers of salvation
Cascaded in mists that promised to restore my Indian Ocean ...
Copyright © Anil Deo | Year Posted 2017
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