I

I. A staircase of dreams aligned in a nimble mind. A specimen-proof of evolution to man-kind. A closed book Cohabilitated hindrance Uneasy, complicated. Same words of different significance. You can never read my mind. Humble enough to boast in pride. A form of prominence mixed with simple elegance. Hybrid species. To be or not to be? I am not one of your kind. You can never simply subdivide. I see you see? I see “beyond”,-re-defined. Doomed to succeed. My words a tool for revolution. To conceal a gift Yet to live in guilt A constant reminder. I paved way to be and become. To do or not to do? I wrote on stone in broad daylight. My words gladly shone from dusk to dawn after midnight. Sublime nemesis A form of art was born I am. By Sibusiso Lubimbi.

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