By
Noel Ihebuzor
Prompted by a poem by Nomzi Kumalo
Peel away all
layer by layer
strip bare, bare
the peripherals
to the till of the core!
Can you hear the core still hum
do you feel the peal of the core
in the still of new time
– if YES, then it was worth it all!
Reflections 
nice!
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Thanks, Sandra. Very kind of you.
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How marvelous. I wondered whether you write a lot of poetry or not and then you answered my thoughts. This one is a beautiful one. 🙂
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Beautiful 🙂
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Once again, that poetic and brilliant mind has come into play. Intriguing.
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Love is
Body, booty and beauty, they blossom, bloom and change, the wind of time blows them and they bow, but loves remains, constant, never changing only changing its manner of expression.
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The core of a person is what really matters…All else fades…
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