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Mthobisi Ntjangase Poem
Dreams of spring
The violent storm has passed
The sun has risen
Hopes have been resurrected
Phototropic dreams have been awoken
The skies are at peace now
Their tears have dried up
The clouds have lightened up
Sorrows from the sky have ceased to flow
Arids lands have been watered
Plants have garnered strength to shoot
Streams are no longer stagnant and silent
Nature's bread has been battered
Seeds of survival are germinating
The mighty waters have fallen
Oaks and shrubs have been swayed but remain standing
The soil's soul has been quenched of thirst
The wilderness is singing joyfully
We too celebrate the rain, and treasure the sunrise;
Then we go home and tilt the soil
And let nature sing the praises.
Copyright © Mthobisi Ntjangase | Year Posted 2020
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I'm stumbling, drowning,
Attempting to pick my head up,
I'm falling, slowly attempting to standup
I can feel the waters of my soul rumbling.
My brain's deluded
My sight's blinded
Spirit rescue me, set me free
Direct me closer to finding me.
Death seems far yet so near
Life so close yet I can't grab
So long death I fear
Life's tail never will I grab.
Why not man up and take a sip from life's treasured gall?
Copyright © Mthobisi Ntjangase | Year Posted 2020
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My imagination is sharper than my memory
I make up instead of retelling a story
If I can't recall truth; more often than not
I recreate and invent it
Pessimists call it lying
I don't give names
Copyright © Mthobisi Ntjangase | Year Posted 2020
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