This poem is about a certain drug that has been ruining the lives and futures of our brothers and sisters here in South Africa.

In this, me as an author I am begging Nyaope to leave us alone, I am begging Nyaope to stumble back.

Molahlegi

Thupa go fedile ya bo kgomo
Ge e le ya batho ga se e fele
Wena o swanetšwe ke go biletšwa sebatakgomo
A kgobokane manong go se setopo
Re go sware o kgalwe bjalo ka ngwana
O kgonamišwe a tšhologe mahlale

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Categories South Africa

Tags Phumlani Frans Baloyi