Song of a weepy darkie

January 14, 2014 § Leave a comment

song of a weepy darkie
 
I want to talk
About the pain
Of my life
And the loss
After all
I couldn’t dare
To resolve
 
I cant just walk
Without complain
Im alive
But like a dog
After all
It’s a pain I’ll absolve
 
Then again my career ceased
To begin
Then within
Then I think
I should cease to be me
Maybe be like him
He’s a man and
He doesn’t struggle to be free
 
So now you see
Too much grief
Of the skin
And the sweat felt through small holes
Yes pores
And it sores
Because
For a Darkie
When
There’s rain
Then
It pours
 
By Zama Khumalo

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