Junior Mboweni

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To the previous generation

 

Midas had a daughter

She learnt all he taught her

Pushed her on the sofa

Now she\'s pushing down a stroller

 

 

It was written in her stars

She knew who she was

She went from hell to Mars

Then hell again then healed the scars

 

 

Same hands that blessed the waters

Damned, they touched his daughter

She learns that that\'s the order

Things are never as they oughtta

 

 

The cross drawn in the sky

She believes she can fly

With the sleepers\' gleam in her eyes

No longer wonders why they become gods when they die