Knock kneed

Hope hid
In the tales
Of the hags
A meek soul
withers away  
in the hands
Of rogues
And scoundrels
Vagrants and rascals
Boiled blood
Like waves
Hit the skull
As the sad news
Jolts me to the ground
People said that sed it's
so sad he's gone
He left so much
to remember
We used to walk valiantly
together hustle and bustle
Puff and pass it
In this Town
We were just regular
Edcons and Massmarts
Here I am wondering in agony
deep down my soul
these heavy thoughts of you
Provokes mental sores
Hope soon I'll accept
and move on
Move on!!!
Yes move on,
Thank you Bro.
By Zamani Ntshiliba