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by SAKHILE INNOCENT MHLANGA May 30, 2017
Sadness, depression /
PHANTOM DIURNALThe diurnal still embraces,
Reminisced in countless times
Its past, is present
Ignoring it is more than just wasting time
It still recruits,
Gathering to the shire, which its site is now closed
Demanding more sites to open
Who won’t; when it comes with the load
What we lost is countless,
Not to mention that we still lose more
Different from the past
The pain is constant
Who will come to save us?
The era takes considerable,
Our forefathers; died in a struggle
What are we doing to stop it?