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As I walk


As I walk with a confidence in the street Full of human being Moving up and down Like ants making their own marching to Zion in summer season. I went through a street fully loaded with woman So well docorated and blossoming like flowered trees in spring time In sensational springtime I felt so uncomfortable In a manner that I could even feel my walks changing into another diagonal dimension. Never mention how I felt The walk of a lonely man around woman with such beauty and well decorated faces with make ups and puffs. Saw woman staring at me As I walk passed them on the street I could feel from distance the stranger eyes undress myself and do the unattainable and acceptable action on my body as I feel so weak. Strange feeling occurred up until I ended up in other street looking for toilets to release the pee Due uncomfortability I felt on the street I walked on filled with woman. I endured that and tell myself not to go through in situation where I couldn't feel so weak and strangely tempted to something else of a strange time in that central dimension. Oh! The strangest feeling made me feel so weak and left me naked minded like jackal running out of plan in between scavenging dogs if not stray dogs on the wonderland my friend. By Bulelani Happyboy Mbanya
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Bulelani Happyboy Mbanya thee Poetical LaPoetica. I am a poet not well known even though I have vision and version in this mission. I have the unspoken words that heals and make people wanna come together.

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