Day: June 13, 2016

Poetry, Tale Africa

When the clock strikes midnight

By Ayanda Xaba, South Africa: I was sleeping Even though I kept tossing and turning My eyes kept weeping Like winter rain my tears kept falling Slowly bitter and cold I was sleeping My whole being was torn down Face, body everything was facing down I didn’t have the energy to lift myself up For I was literally down I […]

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