Honor
Behold all races around the world,
take time and think twice,
the world under the honor of civilization,
which turn itself the graveyard of the critical situation,
desires destroys reality,
the wonderful meaning of politics,
have turn to be thy certificate of destroying,
blessing thy devil's power.
who should purify this dirty world?
isn't what we call a holly place?
desires of being great will do that?
he who wait honor, is he whose nothing.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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