Poem by William Khalipwina Mpina
Tears come out of a flame;
Sharp, throbbing, and stinging
Tears bite every beauty
At work, in the field
On a fall or up in a tree
Tears tear away all bliss
Before virtuous life vibrates
Poem by William Khalipwina Mpina
Tears come out of a flame;
Sharp, throbbing, and stinging
Tears bite every beauty
At work, in the field
On a fall or up in a tree
Tears tear away all bliss
Before virtuous life vibrates