i've never lived with pain
all the days of my life
because when pain was
coming i w'ld know that
here comes pain,
and i w'ld avoid it straight away
but today i'm a fool again,
i thought pain is just a cold, rough fool;
piercing relentlessly and selfishly into one's flesh,
unbeknown, sometimes it is as beautiful
and as adorable as the woman you love,
and give utmost care and attention -
even in the face of dejection
only for that pain in such beauty,
to spit at you, on you
and tell you, your time has
expired - you little, old fool -
you snort and a braggart!
- Author: Chenjerai Mhondera ( Offline)
- Published: August 22nd, 2023 21:28
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 3
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