My Mother's Anger

As I entered the house I met fire I felt heat her face turned to flames her eyes, a flame I realized her fury I quivered as if it was Winter she was sweating exuding sweat like a Summer's rain breathing heavily a thunder-like breath I knew it was going to rain I doubted whether backwards or forward should I walk if forward then I suffer if backwards what if I fall ? I turned with haste I vamoosed faster than her eyes I left home because of fear not fear of sjambok but embarrassment of what I had done so disrespectful as we speak I am out-away in an unknown forest home I cannot return because of my misbehaviour that caused my Mother's wrath. Drencho POET Loads