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May 2014
Out of crassitude with gross vision
Awakened to just another lip
service
A mind deaf and obstinate to my
opinion
A heart so hard , the passion
waned
From your cup I tested the wine
felt amiably pleasant in a moment
devine
your decietful tone blurred my
senses
A vocal utterance breaking through
my defences
On the eve of crossing the line
my liberty denied being subject to
your concience
my innerself detected an accurate
vivid sign
A discovery that revealed a Vision
unclear
Poetry is music and music is magic.....it is
my voice, the brush that paints my feelings.
Mwiza Mnyuma Sambo Mhango
Written by
Mwiza Mnyuma Sambo Mhango  Portelizabeth .SA
(Portelizabeth .SA)   
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