Thabani Khumalo

Bronze Star - 2,893 Points (10 April 1985 / lob)

I Was A Devil's Garden - Poem by Thabani Khumalo

I was the Devil's garden - well tendered and of pastures green.
My season was due and I had flourished in purple and in blue.
Skeletally red and my prowess was on the loom.

Pestilence emerged all from a foreign land far,
They invaded my borders and browsed me to the stem
When I had thought, for a while, they'd top dress me and
Leave me for home for there always is a time
For the home sickness to subdue the yearns but,
I was a paradise too good to leave for home.

The faded star faded the hope for the light
And then, it became a big home of desolation and of pain.
On the onslaught of hassles, I didn't think I'd prevail,
So, better by mine than the hand of the foe,
Then I lay on the road. Amen! Today I die.

So long I waited for the dark bus to arrive
To crush my bone before it turned into soul but next,
I rose from the bed under the doctor's care
Hence now I stand twice a broken man.

I was the Devil's garden all flourished and of pastures green.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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  • Tman Kiry (2/9/2016 9:24:00 AM)

    this is touching.
    i am your biggest fan
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