Kenneth Maswabi
Poetry is not a beautiful remedy
Life's tuborosity attaches
lots of loose ligaments
Poetry is not a beautiful
remedy
Sometimes it's a tough
fibrous rope that is used to hold life's torn ligaments together
Other times it's a bowl to
allow life's tears to flow
Poetry is not a magical
remedy for all ailments
It is a versatile portion
applied to all the different facets of life
Not only as a lubricant but
as a paste to hold together falling pieces of life’s broken appendages
Poetry is not an ugly plaster
to hold the fractured bony fragments of life
It is a cast that not only
adds beauty to the process of healing, it also injects a myriad of colours to
the substance of being
Poetry is a pure nectar that
is used to alleviate the painful venomous stings of life
Soothing as well as erasing
all senses of hopelessness
Poetry is a clean piece of
cloth used to wipe away the brutality of life’s pain from our pysche
Poetry a sense of hope and a
syringe full of sorrow
Use it with care, do not
apply it recklessly to your heart
Sip, spray or use it to wash
your face
Let your body, mind and soul
shine with the sacred Light
Let the poetic spirit be the
atmosphere in which you breathe
It is rich in all the
essential elements of life
©Kenneth Maswabi
06-03-2023
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