Two Existences
I see better in Emerald mirrors
I hear better with bells ringing,
When the sky turn to black
That is when I come alive,
While some cry I laugh aloud
Louder than the evening drum,
So yes, I am not like the world
I exist on the earth and in the sky
At the same time.
Copyright © Kudzai Mhangwa | Year Posted 2020
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