Here is a little poem which one of my dear subjects sent to me.
It is very complex so I hope you can understand it better than I.
Makosetive
traitor to the Swazi people
i was the center of the dream
to give life in abundance
i could have healed the wound
but i chose to love only myself
by 'Nazizwe
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