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Thabo Godfrey Poem
I saw them whip him with sjamboks.
Tied him on a pole and enslaved,
Carelessly on a birthday suit.
He cried until his voice was hoarse.
His groans were like of an ox being castrated.
As I was staring;
The pain I felt,
Was like of an arrow piercing through my
heart.
My heart couldn't put up with the pain any longer,
Tears made their way out.
As I turn and walk away,
I whispered:
"Oh! My son,
I pray for you.Amen."
Copyright © Thabo Godfrey | Year Posted 2017
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Thabo Godfrey Poem
Saturday Night
in the township of Zithobeni
the poor man
screaming again
beging for his life.
The poor man love
larking,but this time
he was attacked by hyenas
filled with anger and ego
to split blood
like vampires.
The poor man was assaulted verbally.
Through the window
I saw the whole
incident,the poor man
is lying in the
pool of blood
and,his flesh is
torn apart like
ripped jeans.
Copyright © Thabo Godfrey | Year Posted 2016
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Thabo Godfrey Poem
I've know you for 18years from now
But,you always betray me
I sip on you,for few of you
I start swering at innocent people
My body end-up itching all over
You hit my knees so hard,
and I start crawling like a toddler.
"What kind of a poison are you containing,
Is it so called alcohol?"
I bet you are powerful than death.
Just one sip of you
Already you dominate in a mans bloodstream
Astonishingly,only minority of people walked away from you
I salute the influence you have
The whole world is your friends
Even churches.
I salute you.
Copyright © Thabo Godfrey | Year Posted 2017
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Thabo Godfrey Poem
You can rip me apart
Turn my flesh with
your bare hands
You can scatter my heart
Turn my flesh with
your tears
Spit it out to the dogs to chew
Let them swallow it,
Is okay I'll live
My heart is tumbling
like clothes in the washing machine
I'll die
I'll die inside
The worst part
I have no shoulder to lean on.
Copyright © Thabo Godfrey | Year Posted 2017
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