Shamanka Phoenix
Aug 8, 2017 · 1 min read

a thing which should be whole, clean

and nurturing has broken

a thousand words unspoken

a hundred secrets unshared

a million touches uncared

empty is my soul from starvation

struggling now to create a nation

a strong country of kith and kin

same blood, same bone

different skin

a circle unbroken

from cradle to grave

the heart I hope to save