One Flash In The Dark Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

If it's lightning in a rainy storm,
you wish for no repeat. In your flashlight
you hope the battery is not dead. You wait
on prayer mode for the answer. Luck
comes and then more thunder. The storm
is in control.

The slithering snake held by your flash
means your foot is safe. We crave and need
with ought thinking for we hold our own
invisible flashlight. To switch it on when
is the question, storm, snake or thunder.
The dance in the storm is in control.