Poems

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… AND (01) … and when the baby let out its first c.ry, I slowly realize it isn’t the rush of oxygen into it’s little lungs… … but the slow realization that the slow long journey to death just began. ‘Fikayo … AND (02) … and when pain knocks on your door, do not turn …

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Colours

1. Colours The way I see everything The way I’ve always seen everything Every feeling Every thought Every act Every Individual Is coloured by a colour White, black or red Whichever 2. Me? Me! I’ve always seen myself as the colour Blue Simple, soft, sometimes sad but simple I am a simple novel Not too …

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