A prayer for Nomthandazo by Fasaha Mshairi | Poetry Potion
[tabs tab1=”Poem” tab2=”Poet Bio” ] [tab id=1]The voices of her ancestries sang endless ditties, Nomthandazo.. A girl with prayers in her eyes. Her soft palms met to a tempo; Giving dead babies a throb for their underdeveloped hearts Her face stared at the black wall, Drawing illusions of unfledged wings, Broken, battered; Scarred, feelings scattered. … Continue reading "A prayer for Nomthandazo by Fasaha Mshairi"
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