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Nov 2018
She cut through screaming
Left the car idling
Door ajar
Shocked and angry
An artist with no audience she feels

She cut through screaming
Left the car idling
Door Ajar
The manager ran after her
" Candy here is your gig cash"
More boos came

What's wrong hunny
They too dont like my music

She cut through screaming
Left the car idling
Door Ajar
Coke and brandy I made
A drink for tortured souls

She cut through screaming
Left the car idling
Door Ajar
She wiped her tears
stared at the guitar
like a lover that's brought her pain

She cut through screaming
Left the car idling
Door Ajar
I finally found words for her
" boring elevator music ?"
Honey they are close minded fools who can't venture outside of their tasteless twerk music.

She cut through screaming
Left the car idling
Door Ajar
Singing and strumming again
That's  my baby
she never lost her groove again.
Emmanuel Phakathi
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