i savour the sour taste that lingers in my mouth the taste of pure red black blood that came from a 17 year fighting for what he belived in, i savour the screams of young women when a bullet went through her as when you throw a rock through water,i savour the dust that many young men and women were commited to where they were formed to the warm arms of mother nature who will never can abandon them,like a whip tearing through human flesh i look at my self and say what shall i savour which i have done as an african women as many young have sacrifised for what i...i have yet fail to utilize to creat a masterpiece and say i an african have mounted the pains,deaths,sorrows and dreams of those our nation has buried in pride. By:MASEGO SHANICE Maphoso(2013)
Posted on: Wed, 12 Jun 2013 14:43:00 +0000