MEMORIES
Hope receding - we continue talking
Locked doors
Chains on - we are still in bondage
Where is the way out?
Who is there?
Time is ticking by
Remember past years?
They never die - they live in memory.
I remember foreign skies - ever so clear
A quiet acceptance - let peace reign.
Full lips, sensual, erotic
Beautiful in my eyes
Plantains, give me a slice
More to my face than what you care to see
She was a man, I am all woman.
Murderous intent
Hurt, blood, sweat, broken images, tears
Friendships rare - kinships dear
I see my face in all their faces
We're still weeping.
Although we cannot see
Our faith grows
There's hope for tomorrow.
12th August 2007
Group Poem by Joy, Ottis, Patricia, Audrey, Sheila, Woolia
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