Night Walkers
As I was troubled by the night walkers
Tossing and turning for my last breath was kept from perishing
I was empty of body but full of imagination
Reciting next to my dreams
My past, my comforting visions
For I was to be no more
The life I was given soon to be a memory
My past, my comforting visions
Yet another soul severing from nightmares
I was awaken by the gods
My life was left to see another day
Copyright © Khomotso Sereo | Year Posted 2016
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