Best Poems Written by Bradley Kutloano Mokgabudi

We are his legacy

This is my continent, our complement 
We are soil without component 
This are our roots, a superstition 
And sky blue cinematic religion 

I am you and you are me 
So we are his only being 
We are him, him Africa 
The father of black sleep, a flicker 

This is my stay, our state 
The fruits of our plate
On his table we assemble 
Forever stoned kings of our resemble 

We are never our have 
But our within, a sacred grave 
Of a puritan hidden in our language 
For scars normed without a bandage.

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