The Zimbabwe Sphere
Pic sourced from The New Yorker |
They were
rarely
At the
same spot
On the
same time
So I grew
up
Tattered
and Broken, longing
For what
should Have been, but wasn't
Couldn't
get both At the same time, it hurt,
It still
hurts but the Wound has Scarred,
It Almost
healed
But I will
never
Forget
those years ...
It's because
Of That I've vowed
To make
my House a good Home, for you And the kids
But
mostly for me. A home
Where you
and I
Will
always be there.
~Rutendo
Rusere.
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