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    More Than One Mind Book Of Poems
    More Than One Mind Book Of Poems
    More Than One Mind Book Of Poems
    Ebook107 pages34 minutes

    More Than One Mind Book Of Poems

    By Èmit Yonah, Pusheletso Chantel, Ratshitanga Mudzunga and

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    This book is a collection of all the literatures work of various authors, the idea was to empower the art of writting.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherÈmit Yonah
    Release dateFeb 7, 2021
    ISBN9781902709000
    More Than One Mind Book Of Poems

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      More Than One Mind Book Of Poems - Èmit Yonah

      A cry from the lost

      CRYING FOR LIBERTY with no one to redeem... Solemnly I seek for mercy, but the road seems to be tall enough with my unfolded bones growing from the inside...

      Too tiny I was, hoping one day I will touch the ground with my soft palms... Yet my wish seems to be deemed by the evil soul... How cruel is this world which I am not yet in?

      A cry from a lost soul.

      But  drop in a midst of blood, praying that one day I will learn to forgive the one who my tears will judged my presence before time...?

      I wonder what I would become...

      But is all a fairy-tale to be told by my ancestors...

      With, my longing of my mother’s love.

      Which seemed to be a far mile, from where I have been dumped... Oh, no one’s mourned my passing, but the cruel hypocrites did...Cry from a lost soul...

      Why had it happened, to me...?  why is the question I will attain ruthless every second? Why had it happened, while I could not stand my battle? 

      why had not waited for my presence, and let me be burned by the shadow of the sun, why didn’t you let me suffer like others under the guidance of the creator? why had you detected my future and take my innocent soul before birth?

      Let me!

      Let me be free from this misery.

      For so long I have suffered.

      Insufficient is my future.

      Though I had a future ahead.

      Blaming was a daily bread; The breed which I will break.

      Broken is their oath of paths ...

      Like a venom they bite ...

      With no intention to consume...

      Into consideration of the consciousness Yet my conscience strictly strike me...

      Mother Africa have thy mercy.

      Solemnly I set

      Wondering about my future

      With a traitor of my own

      I took it for granted

      Hence the moth penetrates

      Like a tick in my flesh

      Yet you cannot call a mountain without stones

      A river without water

      A forest without trees

      A prospective success revolves within patience Yet there is no a tussle without a hustle....

      To my late brother fulu reggy ratshitanga manenzhe

      A wife lost her husband children lost their father.

      A family lost one of their own.

      A sibling lost their brother.

      A great tree had fallen...

      A country lost a

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