Comfort Ndlovu

Everyday - Poem by Comfort Ndlovu

No day of the year is not someone's birthday,
Every day of the year is;
No day of the year is not somebody's deathday,
Daily do some die at battle and some die at ease;

Every day some more people are born
Whilst some in turn dare to die,
Many are born and brought in the morn
And many do on a daily basis eternally lie;

No day passes by without laughter,
When happy dust flies from floor to rafter;
No day passes away without tears,
When one's hopes are subjugated by fears;

So, Lord, spare me tears and troubles of this cursed earth,
That I may walk proudly and prosperously 'till I lose my dear breath,
That I may boldly face that relentless rival dubbed death
And, Lord, grant me a qualitative currency of courage and confidence,
That I may be a hero when I leave for good this envious earth.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Laughter. Tears. Everyday. LIFE and DEATH live everyday!

Comments about Everyday by Comfort Ndlovu

  • Bronze Star - 2,537 Points Babatunde Aremu (1/30/2013 6:34:00 AM)

    This is philosophical and realistic. Great poem, I like it. Keep writing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, January 18, 2013

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