Ofentse Mercy Hajane

Rookie - 55 Points (1992-04-23 / South Africa/ Johannesburg/ Krugersdorp/ Munsieville)

Fallen From Grace - Poem by Ofentse Mercy Hajane

The wind flows in my ears.
My body tingles its way to the center of gravity.
My eyes flows of flying tears.
My mouth drying and wettening in instants
My arms and legs streched out hard.
Feathers scattered aroun the place,
seeming to move in slow motion
The horizon seemingly close to glide to
My wings's frames violated
Leaving me bare and exposed.
Minutes away from touch down.

Heavens lights closing on me
My brother flying away into it.
My heart screaming of defeat.
A war that would only last forever.
And yet its been minutes,
since I have been falling from grace
Leaving down from paradise I called home
My holiness washing off in the vast sea of air.
The sweet smell of heaven,
disintegrating into the thick heavy inferiorated air of Earth,
and yet my father pains for me not.
Watching me falling from grace
Sinking into exile.
Suffocating in the mereness of its smell.
Minutes from touch down.

I wondered if angels feels pain when they fall from grace
I wondered if the morning star dims when it reaches land
I wondered wether my father would let me touch the filth of this place.

I wondered!
I wondered!
I wondered!

Seconds from touch down
Still swimming freely.
Still wondering
Regrets building in heart.
My light shining dimly
Cursed I will be known of.
But to my happiness I have stopped falling from grace...

... Now that I have fallen from grace.

By: Ofentse M Hajane

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013


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