Daleen Enslinstrydom

(25-02-1967 / Springs, South Africa)

The tikoloshe


Out of legends it comes to reality
and in the darkest night
it brings the greatest fear
when in the full moon it lurks
with eyes glowing red
and a awkward bended broken body
with a sneer on its monstrous face.

it hides itself under a bed
and waits upon its victim
and it feeds on innocence
leaving only death, fear and doubt
and the blood trail of its perversion

and after dealing out death
the almost manlike figure dances
in the light of the full moon
with blood and saliva
dripping from its fangs
and when it howls it calls
upon the spirits of pain an woe

and through the ages
the tikoloshe has been feared
and beds in rural houses
have been elevated
to leave no hiding place for it.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 14, 2013
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