Sinaso Pamela Mxakaza Poems

Dont look at me like im poetry climbing through the jaws of a lion, from the flesh of prey devoured
I am a small heaven of sins between the nicks of time
I am silence.
I am poor. The sky covers shelters i live in like a roof. With a head stuck inbetween the winds breath
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on cold days when the sun hides
and blood freezes,
with trails of snow breath in the air
I will warm fires in my hands
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Prophets lie
poets die
In a new age
where bullets
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Birds flew away
skies grew dark
Suns set
lonely hearts beat
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i am mother to aborted breaths
and only my dreams can save me
I will untangle my first born
from the moon‘s uterus as I find myself
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We survive religiously
For honour and sacrifices
In the name of plans gods have for us
A lot of things died this last year
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The streets carry me like baggage
in this world of love letters not sent,
words unsaid and promises that linger
in the air too long breaking breaths
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