Volume 52 Issue 5- May 2014 : Entertainment

These Roads of Hope...

By Zibisani Gombani

I have walked...

Walked and walked some more

Many a mile covered, to discover.

Even when I have not fully recovered

I must get a move on.

 

I am thinking large even my patch have worn out.

I am living on the highways that lead somewhere

It is those places we seek,

Even our musings are not enough to deter those urges

There is that calling that never ceases.

 

I see as I wander past winding tracks.

I wonder about what has become of all the others

That now lies by the wayside

Noticed alright but ignored nonetheless.

It is the path we follow

 It sticks to the narrow when the lanes are that wide.

 

There is a world out; beckoning

What do I tell of all that got left behind?

 When the journey forward never ceases...

Who do I turn to?

 When all I see around me are shadows lurking about...

 

It has been a long stroll when all else is fading fast

 But I am still holding out for tomorrow.

Even nights are only fearful

 When we pause to yawn and reminisce.

It is all that has now been swept away.

It is that it could never be; ever again.

 

These legs might have a say but it will be ignored.

Theirs is an alien language none of us are at ease with.

It is that we must keep on and up

 It is not yet safe to rest.

It is not yet time to put away the motivation

When discovery is not all that have to be ticked off the unending list

 

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