The Art I Could Not Fake Poem by Sicelo Sithole
The Art I Could Not Fake
with the walk I could fake his appearance
with the voice I could fake his anger and emotion
they say that every part of me
was a perfect image of him
above all this
there is one thing
only one thing that I could not fake
it dwells only in his passion and ultimate secrecy
above all it is the only one thing from him I could not fake:
his art of his free imagination
and pure intelligence
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