There Shall Be a Move! by Makhanda Senzangakhona

There Shall Be a Move!

I thought I knew
Until I was asked:
What is rhythm?
It is that thing
I said, that rings-
throbs and beats
In one’s head and heart-
After the song ‘s ended
Seemingly,
that wasn’t enough an explanation
let alone meaning
Dare i try again-if loud-
But if allowed, say:
Rythm, what ever it be,
Is pattern, a heartbeat,
a repetition akin to knocking
Upon a closed door
asking to be let in
To no avail
Some day soon
We’ll win
It’s never one way, remember
Seasons too have to rest
After an age’s journey,
Always, we start again.
There shall be a move .
We shall be moved too
If not of own volition
But of others
What shall it be?????

Makhanda Senzangakhona is the nome de guerre and pen name for Paul Oupa Serekele Ramachela. The author has retained the use of both names because he does not wish to be lost to his comrades nor become an alien to his family, and relations. Previously published poems, short stories and other narratives have appeared in the following publications, amongst others, Staff Rider, Rixaka, Mayibuye, Mrabulo and Black Letter Media-Poetrypotion.
The author has served in various roles in and outside SA; until recently he was a senior public servant.