Rorisang Maimane

Soul on the Run

Soul on the Run

Soul on the run, Keeps a hand on a gun. It can't trust anyone.

Not the silence of the night, Nor the noise of the crowd. Every shadow is a suspect. Every smile, a potential trap.

Rest is a luxury for the innocent, And innocence was lost miles back.

So you keep moving. Breath steady. Eyes cold. Trust is a currency you cannot afford to spend. To stop is to die.

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About the Author

Disclaimer. I use the blog as a daily journal. I relate some topics from my books and some are completely off depending on what fresh surprise the universe put in my path. Every day is a chance to improve and change my mind, and so go my ideas and beliefs. I am Rorisang Maimane. One day, I intend to rule the galaxy. I have been called an author, and business owner philanthropist.

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