I am a pilgrim in search of self-mythology
The ripple that sets the water rocking
My words are coffins stating our tomorrows poets
Hidden in the skyline like silent dreams
I exist among words
At the coner stone of this life time...
Sir Behle Godfrey Kurt (Kantoro) 'KT' was born at the sideline of small place Clocolan, Free State in the 14th of April 1990. Though He wrote as much pieces this is his first collection.
Lord, make me a channel of peace, that
Where there is hatred, I bring love
That where there is wrong, I may bring the spirit of forgiveness;
That where there is discord, I may bring hamorny;
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Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow
We must fail in order to know
Sometimes our visions,
Clear only after our eyes are washed away with tears
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This poem is short and not long
I decided to write, not to sing a song
Poetry stand tall and strong
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I wanted to tell you
That you are my only boo
I wanted you to know that I once dreamed of you
That you are my everyday wish
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