You Left I Became A Poet

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by Mashewa Nthele

 

You left I became a poet,

I abused words and ink,

I molested the alphabet.

 

I plummeted into inky waters and pages,

To repair my broken parts,

See I painted Monalissas.

 

With words, little and big,

Some of love,

Some of rage.

 

I battled my demons,

Moved mountains,

And rebuilt my heart out of stones.

 

I became a mighty god among mortals,

A god that words bowed to,

You left and I became a poet.

 

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