Don'T Go Poem by Musa Ndhlovu

After a long walk with an interesting
Flow; from the woods we appeared,
Slowly stepping in to the shade ahead
Of us. We stood, with joy quenching
The heat from the blazing sun on
One spring. The conversation went on.
We knew much more was to flow.
Time went on a last lap: we slowly
Increased the distance between us.
Sadness became our musk, in us
We felt a common feeling, lov'
The mood drove her to say don't go.
With no choice, I seized, she frozen
We joined hands and a symbol of like
Was exposed to the short one who might
Spend her life with the tall one's trust.