Solitary confinement,
Ideas refinement,
Oh what a deafening silence,
As I soliloquy a perfect future,
In the company of my conscience.

Alone chasing thoughts,
Swaying,
Crisscrossing the labyrinth of my thoughts,
Elusive thoughts, slippery solutions.
The rush hour has begun,
Oh what a rat race,
It’s a maddening chase,
In my solitary confinement.

#loneliness #contemplation
© Ezrom Maromo wa Sekgobela