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we don’t have homes anymore

wrapped in a dark cloud
angry floods
have swept away our peace & solace

buried alive in mudslides
of devastation

we don’t have homes anymore
a church is not a home
there’s a torrent
of fear
here

under the sheets

a school is not a home
there’s a social turmoil
here

a community hall is not a home

there’s a mutilation
of dignity
here

we don’t have homes anymore

that burn bright with sweet
memories & stories
around the fireplace

even our hopes
have no homes anymore

those in power have failed
to keep their
promises

we don’t have homes anymore
to take these coffins to

we don’t have umsamo
anymore
to take these spirits to

all erased & swallowed up
by swelled rivers

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