SMALL EYES

SMALL EYES (a poem for Swaziland)

Sun kissed in Swaziland

my skin turned chocolate

I was hyponitised

but mostly…..

I had small eyes

 

I heard the melodic tongues

of a gentle people

I was embraced by a kingdom of valleys

 An unapologetic people

in ancient time homes

living in a loving land

And mostly….

I had small eyes

 

When its people showed their treasures

Their treasures made me happy

They made me love

Their treasures gave me

Small eyes

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