Drakensberg Hike reflection (Poem)

He looks at us in rage, then asks?

"Bloody Urbaners, city dwellers what do they want?"

Then looks up and cries "mama why?"

Nature calms him, at us she smiles.

Clears for us and we see the sun.

Son hides his face and clouds are happy to help.

At some point he peeks at us.

Finds us admiring his handsome, hairy and curvaceous body.

See he sow us coming empty vessels.

Some half empty and some half full.

Yet on the last day he stared at us with a smile.

And revealed a little of himself.

"such little brains with such knowledge gained" she whispered

Fare thee well my friends

May your experience here prove valuable there.

By: Ayanda Booi