Stand not on the way of my pen.
Of a rooster chasing a hen,
I've got that desire to write.
My chess piecies never hold grudges,
However they come in black and white-grey.
Never did my black knight resist occupying a black square.
I always put my writtings in black and white,
Yet my pen and paper never argue or fight,
Not even on one of my sleepless nights.
There is that white line on every tar road,
It never felt superior for it divides black coloured lanes.
Never did the black coloured lanes felt inferior.
Naked is the book of life without its hard black cover,
Useless it is wthout it's soft whites pages either,
Black and white as it is, it preaches rightousness.
imnandi futhi nalena inkondlo, ukube sonke emhlabeni besiphila ngalemigomo umhlaba ubuzoba muhle kakhulu. ngyaziqhenya mina ngawe. Siya_! !
I like the message here. All men are equal, irrespective of colour, race or creed. Well done.
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A beautiful, well crafted piece written with insight in poetic diction to drive home the point of Universal brotherhood of humanity. Kudos! A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.