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I Knew Him
by Dr. Amitabh Mitra
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  I knew him
The black man playing a recorder
At a Boksburg street junction
Everyday
He played the tale of sunset blood
Of the fear of white rain gods
Of a hope of the train from Soweto
Might Stop
Running over him ever since he was born
He never asked for money
Only the landscape that
Once belong to him.
One day
He never came back.
His placed trampled
By a new founded
Sky.
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February 24, 2008
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