Botsotso

Past

by Onalenna Jantjie

Turn and look back
A voice of the past urges me

Turn and look back

But fear sets in
Anger sets in
Hate sets in

My neck becomes heavy
My eyes cannot move

Fear of the past
All that has past

Past but still lives inside me
Past but still torments my soul

Past, past.


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