The sun has settled its score
Cracks become crevices
As gravity giggles
And grey struggles for relevance
Wrinkles walk a time warp
Of the ways of large carbon footprints
Old “solutions” scorching progress
With cigar smoke
The world needs a walking aid
For fractured hearts caught
In the continental drift
Of inherited paradigms
To salvage wisdom from the clutches of dementia?
To smooth the wrinkles in the cabinet?
Aaishah Mayet was born and bred in the City of Gold, Johannesburg, South Africa. She works in the Healthcare sector which, for her, has bridged the frontiers of our shared human experience. As a self-confessed bibliophile of many years, literature remains her teacher and her sanctuary. Her works include Haiku published in the Lotosblute, as well as poetry published online in the Agbowo Limits issue, Poetry Potion, Active Muse, the Brittle Paper and Amaliah.