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Kenneth Maswabi
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the bold eagle
flying far above your head
in times of peace
masquerading as a dove
in its demeanor
decorating the sky
with its silent glide
no fumes released
stealthily waiting
for a broken accord
to provoke its descent
with its fierce speed
baring its claws
in an aggressive move
emotionally charged
to disturb peace
with a cloud of dust
sometimes spilling blood
of the innocent
the harmless
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