Siviwe Baraza Poet I do not know?

Let's Dance

Scratched moon 
With pot holes 
Shines bright 
Like the sunlight 
Through the 
atmosphere 
with wet clouds 
The sun cries 
And sings 
Songs soft 
Like Christmas birds 
Flying with pride 
I ride 
Watching them 
With a smirk 
And a chest 
Pumping butterflies 
Up the same blue 
Scratched moon 
With pot holes 
Let's dance 
And rejoice 
Our broken 
Self to 
Resurerct back 
To our wretched 
Souls maybe 
We would smile again 
Who knows

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