Her Life Poem by Ntsikelelo Dayile

Her Life



From beginning it begun
With chaos and guns
Cries and sorrow
Fugitives produced

From beginning it was sad
A Mother she is
A wizard, they named
A killer, they accused
So strong, she kept going

She cried in pain
She tried in vain
She said its fine
She had no gain
I went insane
She saw no reason
I tried to reason
She smiled and went
She had no cent
I felt like ant
She said am saint
I cried with love
She smiled with a tear.

NJ Dayile

Friday, June 12, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Life of a black mother from neighborhood
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