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Poets' Corner

Abuse

The gourd of friendship

Abuse

Hitting you, beating you, what good will it do

It won't make you change just deranged

Upset, depressed, repressed and annoyed, that's what you feel

and with him you fill that void

He's in suppression and stressed, disrespect is all he knows

To him words and feelings, what are those

Girl get up and stop being slapped around by your wake

get on the ball

Can't you see this will never end

Leave him girlfriend

That bruise on your face, it's a disgrace 

The emotional abuse there is no excuse

Don't allow him to beat you around

Pick up your face and heart up from off the ground

Empowerment and strength is all you need

Listen to me and take heed.

Install these words I have spoken in your mind

and trust me, your body and soul will heal in due time

Pray for him my sister because he knows no other way

Go on with your life because tomorrow is a new day

 

Christopher Saldanha

 

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The gourd of friendship

 

Where is the curiosity we've lost in discovery

Where is the discovery we've lost in the knowledge

Where is the knowledge we've lost in communication

Where is the communication we've lost in mass media

Where is the message we've lost in the medium

And where is the community we've lost in all these

 

It is easy to go to the moon

There, there are no people

It is easier to count the stars

They will never complain

 

But the road to your neighbour's heart

Who has surveyed it

The formula to your brother's head

Who has devised it

The gourd that does not spill friendship

In those gardens has it ever grown

You never know despair

Until you've lost hope

You never know your aspiration

Until you've seen others' disillusionment

Peace resides in the hearts of men

Not at conference tables and in delegates' signatures

True friendship never dies

It grows stronger the more it is tested

Paul Derjâcques

 

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