I woke up
And found
A short line
Of a poem
Lying abandoned
By the corridors
Of my creativity
I picked it up
And followed
The link it had.
Till it lead me
To a mic stand
Topped by a mic
Facing me, smiling
Linked the mic was
To an amplifier
To speakers
Staring at people
Waiting for meaning
To stream meaning
Through this mic
I walked back
To my corridors
To search within
The stacks and piles
Of poems to find
The rest of the poem
I am going to recite.
By: Keamogetsi joseph MOLAPONG
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