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Nyaope Drugs

I acknowledge knowledge as porridge 
For courage, within which privilege 
Is in storage kept hostage of carriage 
We scoop in mileage through marriage

We are rolling what's burning bright: 
Drugs through deep kiss set alight, 
Such romantic lips to drawing death 
Fix me high bed six feet under earth. 

I rest arrested by the powdered weed, 
Buried in me deep as a knife went to 
seed.
Dreams have had me worried sick 
Mind swollen with thoughts thick. 

So is one's character as a shoe to fit, 
When misplaced foot is in a deep pit? 
As one under wonder I ponder in 
order 
For path of my feet & castle of my 
seat.

Then never shall I wait for a miracle 
I'm nothing less to oneself than oracle!

Copyright © Lunga Mokoena | Year Posted 2017

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Curtis Moorman Date: 10/21/2017 5:44:00 AM I mark the pathway of my life in 20 year increments. Much of my past was enshrined in a fog, but my future looks bright - the fog has been lifted. Login to Reply

Curtis Moorman Date: 10/21/2017 5:37:00 AM Drug are killers - Recovery is possible Your reminder of this is astounding Login to Reply Lunga Mokoena Date: 10/23/2017 2:18:00 PM Thanks for your input