Along Downtrodden Street
I walk along Downtrodden street
It crests and sinks under my feet
The steep incline indifferent to my weary
The cal-de-sac I face bottoms my worry
It’s a dark avenue of whimpers,
Of lifeless nests in leafless branches
The sun dims with each step of tentativeness
High gates locked out to my neighbourliness
I follow my shadow like I’m it’s stalker
The sun goes down with his dark laughter
He grows taller and bolder in my underestimation
And moves father, seemingly dictating my direction
I know I should turn back before my sprawl,
But the momentum is an easier ride downhill
I know I should have more sense before dusk,
But lying to myself is a much simpler ask
Copyright © Thabang Ngoma | Year Posted 2014
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