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Judy Maposa How about? How about A world of dreams fulfilled Not one, or two, or three But where one’s cup is ever full? Not Babies crying For a drop of milk In this country of milk and honey Corrupted, yielding hunger. Not Disillusioned youth No faith in the future No share in their sightless vision Escaping our birthright to servitude and slavery. Not Hands outstretched, faces downturned The wretched of the streets Salting the earth with their tears Waiting for those who please to hear their pleas. Not Laws to oppress, curb every word Thoughts panel-beaten, daring no dissent Dreams in monochrome Shunning the rainbow and the butterfly So fragile our wings we fear death. 19 Not Guns and wars talking for us Greed a universal creed and money the god Where the human has lost itself in the chase Of elusive shadows that lead to more shadows Vicious circles of use and abuse. How about A space for you, a place for me To laugh and play and embrace Telling our stories, dancing our lives Looking back to say we have lived? 20 ...

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