False Face Poem by Walani Ndhlovu

False Face



How is that unique creature, human made?
Who from sight can't tell what thinks his head
Till you realize he isn't thou thought he would be
Congesting dreadful minds, rain in the eyes of thee

By face his innocence floods
And at times a hero of maids and lads
But soon a sea of sightless envy
That radiates once heavy

A soliloquy, it seems like it
That life recites hunting me grounds meat
Here is my valediction though not my compaction time to go
It's only because he travailed to delete my soul.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: betrayal
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Walani Ndhlovu

Walani Ndhlovu

Blantyre, Malawi
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