Kite Runner - Part 3 (A poets tale)

All poems used in this piece are original works.

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As Sannie continued her journey as a writer she discovered that the world of publishing was a cruel world full of politics and back biting. On the face of it people were very friendly but there was a cut throat competition.

She found herself sidelined, ignored.

She then said -

Oh the inhabitants of grey skies
o the lovers or war and spies

Cant you see the anguish and cries
of the people you thrown aside

Cant you see the blood you shed
as you bath in honey as you make your money

Cant you smell the black death that is your tongue
and the disease that is your ear.

Stop it now.
Or in a while
I will be real docile.

O lovers of war
You shall not win.
But as you lose
sadly I shall be your kin.


That day a new war shall begin.

And thus Sannie worked hard to establish herself. Until she found her calling.

It was 7.30 in the morning
And I was already late
I rushed and ran

reached towards the gate

Then it all happened

The game of faith

Heroes are ordinary men and women who dare to see

 and meet the call of a possibility

which is  bigger than themselves. 

Breakthroughs are created 

 by men and women who will stand for  it 

 people who will act to make possibility real

I helped someone to get back to feet

and look beyond survival

I helped someone to live the life

With honour and grace

And in return I heard God bless.

And thus at 27 Sannie was no longer just a writer. She was not a Kite Runner yet but she was destined to do more things in life.
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