Strangely Poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

i (kept to) keep looking at the dark clouds
hoping to see the rainbow
at least to get a peace of mind
to cleanse my heart with the morning sun when it rises

walking these few metres
one foot in front of the other
as i paced on with life; could not bother
about the unknown saga
because nobody is there; not even a brother
to leadeth me on this one such journey,
no wonder....

i (kept to) keep staring at the dark clouds
in awe
hoping to see the rainbow
at least to get a peace of mind
to cleanse my heart by the sunset

strangely, a sunset boulevard....
no?
yes?
no...
but strangely amazing like dem draw the card.

***extract from 'patterns of life' november 2011 ebook
ntema's unique poetry (nup)