<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392339" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>North - South Road</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two-lane blacktop in the night<br>Breeze across the plains<br>Are there parades of beacons<br>On the low hills of Mochudi<br>Or stars with blinking eyes<br>Marking the quiet graves<br>Of those who died so young and fine? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Be careful, little child<br>Listen to the cowbells low<br>As the white relief trucks pass<br>Step back to the thorn trees<br>For sleepers hold the wheel -<br>Stand back from the tarmac-side! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Are those the sounds of Kwela<br>From the bars of Mahalapye<br>Refugees and swallows<br>Asleep in Francistown? <br>Are those human echoes<br>From pitiless Zimbabwe? <br>Asks Motsumi from his solitary<br>Rondavel in Maun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kudu leap the ribbon<br>A soda-can procession<br>Lines the roadside<br>Glares in moonlight<br>Winks up to the satellite</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The North road leads to Cairo<br>The South road to the Cape<br>So I hear returning travellers tell<br>I am just a builder<br>On the midnight shoulder<br>And I am standing very still</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still between the headlights passing<br>Cricket melody unceasing<br>Is that the Marula fruit<br>Raining from the trees? <br>Don't walk the narrow line, my child<br>Too far with burning feet<br>In case your life becomes condemned<br>And never finds its peace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+Bana">Frank Bana</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392339" data-title="North - South Road de Frank Bana" data-description="Two-lane blacktop in the night Breeze across the plains Are there parades of beacons On the low hills of Mochudi Or stars with blinking eyes Marking the quiet graves Of those who died so young and fine? Be careful, little child Listen to the cow..."></div> </div> </div>

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