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A Chicken and Egg Question
Days have gone bad
Ways had gone mad
Beds turned to boats.
Big rivers were filled with swiming goats,
Yes life is unknown.
Birds sing us those sad songs,
Cause this is not a dog and pony show.
I cry of the lost souls and
Hopefully, in heaven they will be found.
But, what to say when nature gorges itself?
© Buthelezi N.
Ways had gone mad
Beds turned to boats.
Big rivers were filled with swiming goats,
Yes life is unknown.
Birds sing us those sad songs,
Cause this is not a dog and pony show.
I cry of the lost souls and
Hopefully, in heaven they will be found.
But, what to say when nature gorges itself?
© Buthelezi N.
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