Why did the storm blow away my soul,
that all my tears fell upon the evil soil,
in such that every thought in my heart digs all moments prior to the storm,
yet as I move on my heart bleeds for the hands to be turned back way before the gliding dome,

why did the storm come and blow away my happiness?
that now I play a guitar with very much less kindness,
never believed it will be over in a span,
but the pain is still boiling in the poetics of my pen,

why did the storm come to blow away my joy,
that I travell but never reach the vague of any troy,
rejection took part in the healing,
but forgiveness was not allowed a room in forgeting,
pulling such a stunt was successful enough to mourn my defeat,
and lead me to bow by my knees and release my innocent feet,
I guess i'll never know why did the storm hurt me,

Anele TheAfrikanSon kaMthethungqongqo Potelwa

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