raymond letsitsa Poems

There are murders in the streets,
The hungry and the poor
are never totally complete,
They wake up in the morning
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The melodies of a voiceless bird
Fill the night like a wine glass
Emanating radiance
The clueless prophet
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Hallucination taking a hold of my thoughts
Mind contemplating the gaping hole of impossibility
Say no talent was found
Where none was sought
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Choked suddenly
by the awkward breeze
of drunk odor
in this place
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The earth was void at first
And later gave birth
To murderous children
Hugging a pole in a bar is not
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I have seen spleens torn apart
by the decorative schemes
of a rapist with heart
Mistress, and an angelic soul sister
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The idea of strip searching a statue
won't give you a solid touch
Rape victims, sodomists
and witchcraft are the
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I don't know how far
I can hold this
The art has given me such
a great spiritual bliss
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Nowadays the mind of the God of the holy
Bible
Battles with the thoughts
of the God in the holy Koran
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Sore sarcasms of hysterical hypocrisy preach
To the tenderly messed up mammoth ears of pastors who practice not what they preach
Gays marry now, ways vary and monarchs vow
To change the world that's hurled unto the ground by nepotism
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