Ofentse Mercy Hajane (The Dark So'tho Seer) Poems

Lingering upon my walls,
Motionless.
Heavy clouds of souls mixing with the water below
Cold sense ran through my blood
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Love eludes me my dear.
I've yet to taste its splendor.
I've yet to thrust hard and long into its mound.
And let its wet facade cascades over its fragrant skin.
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I am an African child.
How do I know this?
Because I listen to sounds of life long lived.
Do not cite me any parchment of thine god,
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I gave my name to a snake
Just to discipline of its sake
I never knew what it meant
But for reasons to unbend
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"I'm afraid to live…"
Cried a woman
"In a world seized under the arms of those who proclaims themselves my superiors.
I am afraid to live,
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Hark! Behold my welcome, dear one.
These halls did wait for thee.
Thy interest in my affairs is known...
(Please, take a seat.)
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Verily, it is a thing of beauty, innit?
A vast wonder beyond the grasp of thy human mind.
Although,
I do not solely place blame upon thee.
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So! Son of men!
Do join us at our feastly table,
And lo, be filled with the sustenance that we have provided.
I do humbly welcome thee, and do offer a seat on which to recline.
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Winter hast come,
And winter hast gone.
The blistering cold hast not lingered since then.
Sounds of the demented hast birthed laughter.
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I see you gather before me...
hungry... terrified... Clutching your babes to your breast.
The rulers of the north has marched their legions into our lands... Laid siege to every fortress from here to the LeSo'tho Mountains…
Rabid and ravenous, they bite and bite away.
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