victory


On the brink of being uprooted

this unfinished house dances weakly in the storm.

Hail breaks in and river lets

corrode earthly treasures.

 

Deep in the midst of life’s tempest

this soul takes comfort

knowing;

that which blows, draws it

that which strikes, keeps it .

 

Monsoon passed

this house stands strong,

giving gratitude for yet another victory.

 

 

© Chipo Cleopatra Kuuya 2003

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