Rare Quitus Poem by Maken David

Quietism while holding thee hand
Interminable journey but thou path
Terminated.
I pleaded the particles of the soil in absence of abiotic components
A burial chamber without a precious stone.
I traversed the river anticipating to reach home.
River leaded me to the sea, while gigantic waves are on its way.
How do I find my way home?
How do I escape waves?


Completion

My garments laying on the floor,
Delicate skin how does it combat
Down in the mouth?
Gradient of despair,
no longer weeping blood nor Shred of pulverize bones but ember in my eyes.
Abrading the floor in depths of blues
Oh! My Platinum
Oh! My Gold

They perished
I'm left with my sparkling diamond,
Is there an aspiration without my Platinum?
Is there a subsequent without my Gold?

When I was roofless, Gold was my home.
Platinum was my herb to my Ailment,
I wouldn't be having my diamond without my Gold.
Oh!
Is there animation without my Gold?
This is a malediction in my heart
Insanity in my cerebrum.
How to prevail with my soul in absence of my black Gold.

It Disintegrated me mentally
Instruct me how to costume
Edify me how to balance,
Educate me how to amble
Tutor me how to ingest
Instruct me how to be ecstatic.

How to utter to a psychologist?
Where to commence?
Will I heal?

Oh! My Platinum
Oh! My Gold

I'll give you sparkling
Diamond
Oh! My only platinum


Name; Carolyn Andisiwe Carline Nketyana
Nickname: Carolandy