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Feb 2020
2am's are colder than overnight waters;
Frail hours manipulated by flames' want of being put out-
The prey is peace tormented by envy,jealousy,greed-haunted Insomniacs.

2am's-a regretting phase
to a drunk caller not returning to
his habitat,for a syndrome.
A shadow he cannot outrun!

2am's determinance of tenacity
remembering her roots,
Theatre of dreams for
an awaited by responsibilities
African first child.

2am's grip blood,sweat and tears
Of night-shoppers' preference
Of used goods;
In carts,even when wet
for its not about taste!

2am's feel for a diasporan's spouse
Once a patient veagan hastily entombed in a game,
Long demolished by poachers.
BRANDON-CHAMUNORWA
Written by
BRANDON-CHAMUNORWA  22/M/HARARE,ZIMBABWE
(22/M/HARARE,ZIMBABWE)   
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     Emmanuel Phakathi
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