Rethabile Mosemaka Poet Blank verse

An Open Letter To Sir Depression

It took my last brain cells working together to figure out your gender.At first I honestly thought you were female considering how society says that those affected by you "are just seeking attention" , but when the sun was not shinning on my lawn you paid me a visit.It made sense for me to think you're male.I mean no offence or anything,but you are so similar to the men in my hood,you're so violent. You abuse and ask the victim to not tell anyone,that's at least until you kill them and have people protecting you because aye' "she had it coming." Whilst knowing deep down that she just wanted you to die,not her soul but if that's what it would take to get rid of you she'd do it,because you engulfed her ambition,happiness,love.You turned her into a statistic. She became depression itself.

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Richard Lamoureux July 12, 2018 at 9:24 AM A very interesting perspective. Rethabile Mosemaka July 12, 2018 at 2:49 PM Thank you x

Christopher Flaherty June 30, 2018 at 4:22 PM Cheers for following me. Only advice I can give you is if you read and comment on other poets work they will generally return the favor.

Christopher Flaherty June 30, 2018 at 4:10 PM Sanbonani Sisi Rethabile I see this is your 1st poem you have posted . Like your work hope to see more in the future. Welcome Love the line When the Sun was not shinning on my lawn you paid me a visit Rethabile Mosemaka July 1, 2018 at 4:19 AM Thank you xx