Sibusisiwe LETA Ncede Poet Free verse

Who Said I Would Not Be

When the hunted becomes a hunter
Surprising,  it may seem
Unbelievable , it may look
It overwhelms the soul
Must I say more

When the victim becomes a victory
Anxiously, it may formulates
Unwired, it navigates
It conquers what meant to be done
Wiping the sweat from the face

When the story becomes a reality
Narrowly, it leads
Moderately, it progress
It matures as it grows
The writer writes until it cannot write no more

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Gershon Wolf August 22, 2020 at 7:08 PM Wow! That last stanza speaks volumes... I found that what you wrote --- is exactly how it works (for my stories, anyway). Thanks so much for the corroboration. Write on! Moonlight and Magic, Gershon Sibusisiwe LETA Ncede August 30, 2020 at 11:13 AM Thank you, it is one of my favourite poems as when I wrote it, I was just giggling with this weird thought, I would tell you one day ,maybe our paths would cross, you never know. Enjoy your EVENING.