Paul Mwenelupembe


A glorious Focal Point


Little by little it goes
Like a titi bird in the sky
Flying with open wings
yes, they say
In a deep and soft voice
Is an angel
Where is it going?

Now they open their eyes
In a wonderful smile
really awanderful grin
with their lips inside agape
Noses nearly pointing to each other
What? They say

Prescription rescues
The matter of change
and the open window
with some drizzles
on it

So it does slide
where is it going?
Is the green field
of somebody
It closes its wings
slightly
Yes, it really smiles
on ends

Submitted: Sunday, November 25, 2012

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Agood future is like abird the flies, agood future needs to have awonderful beginning. So this poem explains how this focal point is driven up to the end of success, and brings wonders to people around you and these people are full of amazements if it goes well.

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