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Maitsholo Jul 2021
My morning was a sunshine with a beautiful start.
That morning,
I remember...
My heart was at peace
My home screamed love and joy
I didn't understand the excitement

Well we said goodbyes to each other
and went our separate ways
Heck! that was my last goodbye
I got hit by a car and died on the spot

The morning ended in tears
then there was a new hello from grief and trauma
introducing themselves to my parents
Maitsholo Jul 2021
A father of our nation
A father of determination
A light to the children that brighten the dark days
A man who destined freedom
through strive and struggle

A man of courage
who spoke words that lift the spirits of:
mothers who give births in squatter camps,
the homeless and parentless children,
and life prisoners

He is Rolihlahla which meant troublesome
but he was a peace maker
He fought to make a difference
Whenever life put him to the ground
He stood up every time and ran to his people

Utata Nelson Mandela
Today it's his day...We celebrate it with him wherever he is
  Jul 2021 Maitsholo
Traveler
Resilient
The poets heart
Words we use
Turning pain to art

Chronic stress
A syndrome no less
Our muses behold
The Mother's breast

Fight or flight
Sympathetic states
We resolve upon
Our creative slates

Breaking through
Rising above
Poetry becomes our strongest drug

When the fever flares
Word are but aspirin
And the poem becomes our cure
An observation I made while
living here,

on HP!
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