Where is the pride?
All is smiles and grapes
How do I escape?
It's not good at all
With mud I slide slowly
All lost in the jungle
Like powerless lioness
Without teeth I still bite
Where does hope reside?
Too late maybe or not?
Smiles is all thou see
My insides are burning
Only God can at this point
There are blades in my heart
I bleed chapters of pain
There is no one to read
All thou see is smiles
How possibly can you see
Alone in the jungle
My pride has left
All is well thou say
This wall is crabling fast
Holding on is a sin
Tears are now bread
Every night is mid-day
Hey!! I say no, one hears that
Thou say I'm good
Ask this blade in my heart
Fading with pain everyday
How will you know?
Thou say I'm good
I'll keep grinding
All alone in the jungle
Slondile P Dlamini
Love of poetry and Literature in an African context where Ideologies and perceptions are critically explored.
Wednesday, February 2, 2022
All alone
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