I drag my feet
Without hope I walk
Not aiming to be seen
Alone I sob for help
No one hears my cries
Walking and expecting none
Not allowing any soul
No rescue team for me
Will die alone maybe
I would not run either
Moving with pace
To the morning I write
It's a love song
With regards I write
To that soul I miss
Without hope I walk
With pace I sing
Move along
Not forcing anyone
It's the life I choose
Walking solo is rewarding
Ask no more
There are no answers
I walk alone
With pace I sing
To the morning I write
Uttering a word is forced
But now I would not
Alone will sing to the moon
Will shoot to the stars
Limping is easier
I walk alone
Move along
Slondile Dlamini
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