we the godsA Poem by Lehlohonolo LichabaLet the lightning strike as we poets blaze trees to connect with scripts, Suffocate the pen until it bleeds on the script, The blood of creativity. Some believe in love or lust But us in light We don’t preach, we teach We a rare breed, Extra ordinary beings, Creation of Mother Nature, Yes, we are the makers. Twist, turn and toss words Like brain storm Then slice ideas with one tool we have Sharp minds Let the lightning strike once more as we mate the pen and the
script Give birth to a new-born I call:…… © 2012 Lehlohonolo LichabaAuthor's Note
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Added on August 20, 2012Last Updated on August 23, 2012 AuthorLehlohonolo Lichababloemfontein, free state, South AfricaAboutlike exploring and experimenting, I believe that even though there is a saying that curiosity kills a can I believe curiosity stimulates mind and encourage learning more..Writing
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