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    Mzi Mahola

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    HOUSE OF THE POOR

    HOUSE OF THE POOR

    HOUSE OF THE POOR

    When I was a little boy
    I never questioned why
    A solitary path
    Led from a poor man’s hut.

    Why it zigzagged
    Like the trail of a wounded beast.

    Now that I’m a burdened man
    I know why the rich are troubled
    When we grumble.
    © 2000, Mzi Mahola
    From: When rains come
    Publisher: Carapace Poets, an imprint of Snailpress
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    (Zuid-Afrika, 1949)

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    HOUSE OF THE POOR

    When I was a little boy
    I never questioned why
    A solitary path
    Led from a poor man’s hut.

    Why it zigzagged
    Like the trail of a wounded beast.

    Now that I’m a burdened man
    I know why the rich are troubled
    When we grumble.
    From: When rains come

    HOUSE OF THE POOR

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