Lebo Bopalamo Poet Free verse

I Count Them - To Our Nation's Children

Every step you take haunts me
I count them each morning you toss to avoid 
the searing sun 
I count them as if 
each ray ends in trickles of our unsavoury sweat 
I count them as days 
that have sown my endless regrets 
I count them for you 
and I count them for the odious nature of 
the emptiness in all of us
I count them too, 
as they perish like flies...
denied the chance to further infect irony,
to inflict further harm, 
by the end of everything

There are times days are shortest
in summer
I count them,
And the fear that I do not know
how to make life love you more
They seem as infinite
as the cliff that perilously retains 
your distracted mind
It's easier to count the joys
between the moments of dread
Between the nightly screams of unwanted new life
I count the days till they are you
and someone counts their diminishing dreams

There are times
when night nestles beside me 
and seeks its own redemption
I count them, 
In fear darkness will soon yield,
when I have lost count...
and storms count for me

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