Promises Of Poetry Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

Promises Of Poetry

I thought I could look into a soul through the eyes
and know it
I had faith
that,
if I looked into the eyes on a face
I could tell through the open window to a life
That,
here was a child of the universe
never mind, it might have gone through a mediocre university
I thought I could
And I promised myself I would

The surprise came
my expectations in flames

When I looked into that orb
the eye
expecting to see a soul
I saw stalagmites and stalactites and a frozen spirit
A cold human thing behaving as a human being
whose desire for money equals the universe
and I tried to recite a unique verse from the holy book
to quell the spook

If I could I would have found it
I found nothing
Not one.
Nothing amounting to something

How can one write a poem
Read a poem
Publish a poem
And promise poems
And then go cold
Verily, it's very very odd

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