Mansions Of Light Poem by Thabani Khumalo

I should rid the Immbi of my precious soul
and seek for bigger and brighter light -
a journey of yet another thousand miles
where the dark demons vow to never ever pause.
On a journey of a thousand miles -
and every step was hard to bare -
and yet I staggered with all the scenes from my giddious fails
and the agonizing pain like the height of a cigarette draw.

Loud I pray, in my soul I reproach
to alchemise and elucidate the hype.
I will carry my cross despite thy dangle with my life at your stool.
I want vent into the mansions of light.