The Mongrel Poem by Jabulani Mzinyathi
The Mongrel
that mongrel dripping wet
thunder of hunger in its belly
the hell of its existence
failing even to whimper
dewormed and later well fed
now biting these hands
that saved it from the brink
the brink of almost certain death
the ingratitude now exhibited
the wheel will turn full circle
Wednesday, June 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: wake up call
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
he had no home. that con artist. thought he was a genuine artist. took him on board. later he was to exhibit his true colours. never was he a genuine artist but just a con man with his con plan
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