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Patricia Drake Apr 2013
someday
you'll burn down this place
I know
and from the ashes
you will crawl
in silence

but

that day
when you've scorched this place
you know
that in the grey ashes
I will still be
RED
Patricia Drake Apr 2013
continuously surpassing
I know
my obligations
to some this may be
considered trespassing
I empathise
to the point
where I almost idolise
your fragility
and I sympathise
almost to the point
where I would follow
if you chose
to leave
Patricia Drake Apr 2013
absence coupled
with silence
makes this woman's
imagination
run wild
Patricia Drake Apr 2013
I saw the great change in him
After he saw the nyanga
As if something was tailing him
Something sinister from the Okawanga

He wanted to gain mental strength
That was why he sought witch doctor help
So together they went to great lengths
To summon the Tokoloshe for this whelp

Born of ****** and sinister thought
The foul creature was called to this world
And a wake of ill doings it brought
Causing fear in each boy and each girl

With this new friend he didn’t need me
But he still needed praise and accept
So he brought me along just to see
How he ***** a girl whose blood he kept

In a bottle for pride in his deed
After he killed her and chopped her up
“I was brought there to watch her bleed”
That’s what I said, when I told the cop

The Police came and took him to jail
But the Tokoloshe followed him inside
Soon he vanished, no trace, not a trail
And rumours said Tokoloshe helped him hide

No one saw him for several days
But a rise in disappearances occurred
And soon he revealed his wicked ways
He stole belongings from his victims, I heard

So, he was caught again but not held for long
His Tokoloshe had not finished yet
It was his purpose to match evil with wrong
And **** and **** whomever he would get

18 months he was on the loose
Sometimes aiding police investigations
He would help them pick up the clues
So he could re-live the gory exhilaration

They could only find partial remains
Tokoloshe had made him use his axe
Rather thoroughly and thrown them off trains
He made sure souls would never relax

When they caught him the final time
He was smiling with satisfaction
He felt no sense of remorse for his crimes
Now he hangs as the judge’s reaction

Tokoloshe is still hiding somewhere
Coming out at night when your dreams are deep
Wreaking havoc and causing a scare
Biting toes, ****** women in their sleep
Another challenge poem. The challenge was simply to write about "Tokoloshe". Obviously, I had to do some research first....In relation to that, I admit to having taken some artistic liberties with the historical facts about the South African serial killer Elifasi Msomi.
Patricia Drake Apr 2013
Dizzy
Disoriented
We have to climb
Our destinies
Upwards always
For distributing
Disease
Devastation
Disaster

Before they burst
From our heads
The ascocarp
Like alien flowers
Growing for weeks
Before blooming
With spores
Of infectuous
Beauty
And their asci
Carrying collective
Doom
Patricia Drake Apr 2013
I screamed
And I ran
But the image caught me
I knew him
The suit and hat
Faceless
Shapeless
Yet familiar
The darkness inside
Despair
Grabbed me
Consumed me
And I became nothing
But air
Darkness in those
Looking for me
And fear
In those who saw
His many forms
Patricia Drake Apr 2013
I see them coming
I see their ignorance
I watch them
Until they notice me

I let them scream
I let them run
I let them hope
Until they disappear
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