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My home land

I want to bring my city friends to the village with me, let them walk on bare soil and watch people work in farm lands. I want them to see my blessings, a real life forest and clear sunsets the kids playing in the mud and uncles going to a local bar. I want them to rest from city lights, have them see the beauty of my village that rests on mountains, I wish they could meet village boys the one's whose mothers are religious and strict, the ones who'd ask you to meet them by the stream but stand a distance away. Will they fear my mother's chickens or marvel at how cute the chicks are. will they miss the car noises of the city at night or curse my neighbor's geese. will they value the beauty of this nature the clear sky and the perfect view of the night? Or just like me on most days want to just sit inside and watch tv?

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Date: 4/22/2020 2:33:00 AM
Beautiful poem, mpho Gift.
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Date: 4/20/2020 6:30:00 PM
Captivating piece, thoroughly enjoyed. I don't think I'd miss a thing. Pigeons over chickens though... xomo
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Date: 4/21/2020 5:49:00 AM
(laughs) thank you