Akwenda Nkonde Poet Sonnet

I Kill Neither

I'm lead, to follow, just behind your pace
I'll express your whim, harmful or benign,
Your thoughts mulled over harmless or malign
I'll accept your kin, will not judge by race

A keen hopelessness does bare on their face
When my eye meets theirs and their eyes meet mine
Their half breathed words profuse without design
Breathed full or not, left breathless without a trace

And yet I precede to enforce your will
Where you see the sun, I see stars above
What men achieve, I ensure you surpass

What your mind does conjure we can fulfill
I do not excel in matters of love
But allow your reach to exceed your grasp

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