By Akim Mbwemanga
The greater the pain,
The more pleasant the gain
Blood stains my soul,
from all the vices slain.
Tears fall,
as I stand aloof in the rain
Fears crawl and endorse self-blame.
I clear my throat as a thought lights my dome aflame –
Tame the beast inside, to prey again,
and pray,
As I my soul regain.
Akim Mbwemanga is a dedicated student pursuing a career in health studies. Alongside his academic endeavours, he harbors a deep passion for literature. Akim finds immense pleasure and fulfillment in capturing the essence of his surroundings and daily life through evocative poems and contemporary short stories. His literary works reflect a unique blend of observation and creativity, making the ordinary moments of life extraordinary.
Petlwana Journal of Creative Literature and the Arts 
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