Whilst you complain
of not having milk
in the fridge
remember that hunger
and poverty
know no table manners
So pardon me
and judge me not
for gobbling just about
anything
Let my depravity
not offend
your anchovies!
Dismiss
Live and let live
just as I dismiss
your mispronunciation
of my name and surname
Our graves
share measuring tapes
where the sky and horizon
meet and part ways
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Author:
Garth Rakumakoe (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 29th, 2025 03:14
- Comment from author about the poem: Vicissitude meaning: A change of circumstances or fortune, typically one that is unwelcome or unpleasant.
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Comments3
At the most basic level we are all the same and all will die as the ultimate measure of life's equality. Differences during life should be acknowledged for what they are and nothing more. Lovely write
Point taken and concurred with, fellow Poet. Previledge should also be taken with the same humility misfortune serves. Therein lies mindfulness, empathy, and humanity. I fully agree; its a deck of cards.
All our circumstances can change in the blink of an eye, the one thing that cannot change and we are the same in, is death, nicely written and expressed
I couldn't agree more. 🙏🏼
Our graves
share measuring tapes
where the sky and horizon
meet and part ways
Another path to find a gem of a poem…
I'm humbled. Thank you. 🙏🏼
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