Quick like a flesh it passed,
I was there, only to be, in hiding.
quack... quack like a lost drake it wailed,
I was there, only to be, in hiding.
...
Katlego Make is a young writer who began writing during his teenage years on 2009.He is currently studying Law (LLB) at University of Limpopo(Turfloop Campus) . He published his first short story in partnership with Fundza Literacy Fund on 2014. He went on to publish his poetry story telling collection on 2017 in partnership with Bookrix and now his busy with a novel to be published soon.)
Time's Bitter Sweet Time
Quick like a flesh it passed,
I was there, only to be, in hiding.
quack... quack like a lost drake it wailed,
I was there, only to be, in hiding.
I slid away, laid low with my eyes fixed,
catching small like-flies within their fluttering stealth.
It was then, amidst us- crossed selfless sight,
it fled away, away...it went like a meteor.
My eyes frozen like waters in the gutter - with rust beneath them,
a wonderful flattened flattery...a thing not might,
but yet bright.
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