Treasure Island

Niki Nicholas Nkuna

(1957/01/09 / BURGERSFORT (Leeufallei farm or Ga- Makwakwasi))

An unlucky soul


Conceived in forbidden circumstances
Born and forsaken under forbidden circumstances
Brought up carelessly, confusing him and the lot
About his origin and future

Living a life of a perennial search
Unlikely to locate the needle in the hay stag
The blind search with no guide placing him in a precarious position
No one to hold his hand to cross the busy streets

He lost his only guide in a crash
Worsening the desperate search to puerile status
The search had to be reinitiated with no hope for success
Except the offering of a Samaritan,
Who’s concerned about his body not his mind
His soul in limbo, the angels calling for it

A complicated book to read again from beginning to end
Few concerns to read it nonchalantly as a newspaper
Destined for rubbish bin
Now he is in a state of loss and cold
More questions and answers for nobody to unravel
The angels are waiting for his soul

Submitted: Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 13, 2013

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N Nkuna,2 April 2013

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