Tholoana Mohale Poet Free verse

The Jungle

I came out here on my own 
To learn and discover my purpose 
To grow and expand my horizons 

But it's a lonely road 
It is steep and looks long 
It feels intense for my-tiny-self 

I have no idea how to knit it together 
Where to start and where I should end 
Where not to touch and where to get my hands dirty 

It's starting to feel like I am thrown into a den of lions 
Where the survivor is not doubted from the beginning of the battle 
Where I am crowned with defeat before my opponent even moves 

But I pay my face a visit in the mirror 
The only language it can speak is Tears 
I wipe them away and keep it moisturised because we have to keep making appearances 
We should show up everyday better than yesterday 
We must keep it together until we're excused from the crowds again 

Until the blinds let no more light through the windows 
To be true to our fears again 
To flow like the Tsitsikamma just until dawn breaks

And its yet another day...

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