How To Get Out Of A Snare Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

All around you is air,
What shackles you is
words. The movements
small and big are yours.
Take liberty with them.
The story is also yours.

If you came to triumph
the actions are small..
They create a future far,
yet they also begin far away.

Projected now, they cannot be seen.
Read them in another story, then
you will be on the road to getting
out of a snare.

Yours is the calling of a mahatma.
The path charts itself with controversy
Drops pebbles everywhere. Pick none if
they do not spell your name.

A snare catches those who walk into it.
Those who jump over it miss the challenge.
Getting in is like milking a cow after
midnight. You never win without trying.

Trying does not mean frying.
The actions that follow words
when looked at can tell which
One is which.

When you are too ensnared,
Ask the other trappers what
happened to the deer. Follow
their trail. You'lluny find
your kind. They have broken
antlers.