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Khoisan Dec 2022
I only saw the crack
after you opened up
I shouldn't have presented
a bandaid
because apparently
I wasn't good enough.
Crysta Gingras May 2016
Flames burn around us
as the battles have taken their toll
After all this fuss
Surely we’ve reached our goal
I only want to be with you
Is that so hard to understand
Yet they fight us relentlessly
Blood flows through the land
Our distance their advantage
For I don’t have you in my sight
Our love they try to banish
They underestimate our might
For you I will riot
Wage a war in the streets
I’ll start every altercation
As the drums of combat beat
I’ll find my way to you
My angel
My darling
My love
Through any trial I’ll pass though
We will surely be blessed by God above
For my Angel
Questions curdle
Each disdainful day
A glowering cloud
The threat of rain
Pounding footsteps
Troughs of anguish
Wavering moments
Images of altercations
The pleasure of detesting
Chocolate cake
Flavoured with money
Resentful ripples
Washed up on rocks
Drowning sounds
Solemn and deep
Slowly sinking
Disconcerted water birds
Shimmering reflections
Echoes in the darkness
Displaced by contradictions
Clanging, banging
Bouncing *****
Dissolving memories
Misplaced optimism.

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