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Once concealed
like the Devil
in the body
of a serpent-
as an apple of sin
in the hand
of a temptress-
I am the biter.
For all
I bare my heart
to see the flint
to be ignited
into a flame
shaped like three tongues
that tell me -
look, listen and learn
what surrounds me.
O! come search
my soul for non-existent virtues
outnumbered by vices
as numerous as greenflies
devouring all my righteousness.
Look upon me as a pullet crawling
from an eggsshell
laid by a Zulu hen,
ready to fly in spirit
to all lands or earth.
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