THE HAUNTED
As you hear
The foot steps
The grass will turn its color
Hold your breathing
Is it a mystery?,
The windows
Would be shattered
Into the darkness
The doors
Would be locked
Into the sunrise
Is it the beginning?,
As you mutter
The words in your mouth
The moon will turn its color
Hold your tearing
Is it a mystery?.
Copyright © Sibusisiwe LETA Ncede | Year Posted 2024
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