Umkhonto

(I feel)
Like a spear,
whose purpose is set to course
aim steady and true.
A force of sheer will, pure and kinetic.
The best of times.
I am human steel.

(Most times though)
Like a spear
standing in an armoury
lean’t against a wall
slowly tipping,
falling.
I am human still?

(Eventually)
Inevitably straightened,
reset upright racked up beside other unweildy spears
absent course, aim
absent purpose.
I am human.
Still.