Rivers no longer
carry waters of
life but the blood
of our forebears
who died, for the
lands we no longer
walk, for we walk
over their cold bodies,
we walk over them.
In search of rivers
carrying the waters
of life, for our courage
to stand.
|Sazi KaMzibeni|
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