Musa Ndhlovu

Rookie - 164 Points (1994 April 04 / SOUTH AFRICA MPUMALANGA)

I Hear A Song I Hear A Cry. - Poem by Musa Ndhlovu

Listin to the sound, with no beat
They dance to the sound, with no beat.
They make it run like dead waters
Listin to the sound of falling waters.
The song they sing has changed,
It has changed to a good night song.
All they can say is shut it down,
Heads turned it on, now they want it down.
Joy in the morning after rise
Weeping in the noon after set.
Some song when the sun is shining,
Same moves when the moon is shining.

Should we fight beck or talk beck?
Lets stand forward or stand firm.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 14, 2012



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