By Bhekumuzi Mdakane
Teach thy creature...
While these tears are falling
The year is now fading...
Let me be myself,
Wild and unattached...
We have lots of reason for survive
we have lots of reason for death...
Am I to paddle pointlessly in life?
Am I to soar senselessly in striving...
Come on! Come on!
Stop thinking about the past...
Like a family falling down almost like a drained...
Proudly on top, but no longer be...
HEALING
Healing my soul and getting real...
DON'T FORGET
The past can be painful with no desire to remember...
If I just knew that God does not exist
And that once Death comes to approach us all...
Long before I was even born
Your answers were formed...
Back in time, now lost in noise and silence
Relegated to what seems to be another life...