by avile | |
Published on: Mar 30, 2005 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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The slow pace of my life breeds dissatisfaction manifest in anger at the world and its ills... in slow motion my adopted community takes shallow breaths of progress while the rest of the country swirls in tornadoes of red tape, stop the rape of spiritual purity in this new age of man-made population control and poverty's indifference where walking stereotypes show the reason for apartheid's success undress the eloquent double-talk and see stark reality so me, you and them can build on each other confident in the strength of our foundations rather than usurping the seat of GOD to sit in judgement... of people we don't know sure of knowledge that's low flow south africa flow so the average joe can live well free of trivial worries and verbal-somatic ailments carried by communications mediums to all vulnerable to the new-age fever with no "abnormal" symptoms. Hear the ringtones that signal the entrance... of african intellect which leads home the pinnacle of humanity where man stops being a virus once again maintaining the balance YES, we are the cavalry for development no longer willing to ignore misconceptions about ourselves and our nature, no longer willing to endure torture or discard our dignity simply to maintain the peace or receive some material distraction thus in each other we seek to see... africa's feflection, wisdom, serenity and action no longer warring factions for we've added all the fractions « return. |