King Solomon’s Mine

If word birthed world
Then I have the whole in my head

And on these pages are fragments – patches on paper
But life willing all will be revealed
Not in future but as it happens

Because as long as I keep digging deep
There’s a chance I might unearth some gold

Uncovering the value of myths in the mind through rhyme
Finally to rest on my deathbed at some age – old

Having first traversed the earth searching for riches
And stories to be told

Which all along were to be found at home
There – on the heath
In Great Zimbabwe
At King Solomon’s Mine

 

Heath Muchena, 2017

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