Propelled and Compelled

Propelled and Compelled

What propelled us
compelled us
to continue?
shoulders aching
lungs bursting
swept by waves of
fear and silent certainty
Death’s boat
rode alongside
offering us a lift
in his ghostly ship
thrilling us
chilling us
as we grimly struggled on
We never knew
who finally cried out
“strike for shore!”
turning us round
for the long return
till we stumbled onto solid ground
exhausted and grateful to be alive

– Hladini Wilson.

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