Friday 11 September 2015

The Snake ~ Nomonde Ngamu

In the middle of the night
You magically slide in the bushes
Roughly hissing your tail, slowly
Searching for your next meal, sadly you
Devour your victim.

I saw lots of your spoor  around
The bushes; they say beauty lies in
The patterns of your skin and in
Your slow sliding.

O what an horrific reptile you are
YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN LORD OF LIZARDS.


© Nomonde Ngcamu


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