Many of us have seen it
so many times
to substantiate the view
Isn't it funny
how we show potential
and glimpses of strength
in the stretch of our last mile?
when we know we are going
Isn't it funny?
The last bedridden effort remains
a remnant, of the last gallant fight
remains a promise
These are the lessons loss teaches us
when the grim reaper calls
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Author:
Garth Rakumakoe (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It's my observation that we always show promise before we go. It makes me wonder whether we're just taking the baton, for our next lap in the race.
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Mature writing at its best-
Accept my gratitude, dear gifted one...
Sad but true.Great piece, G
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