Human... The Amalgamation (For World Social Work Day 2015) Poem by VUSI CHRIS VENUS MALALA

Alone on my own I stand on the edge of a valley, were I look at the distant horizon.
A perfect glimpse at the shadow that stretched far long behind me.
Shadowed memories of what was once a norm, FREEDOM for ALL.
The feeling of being lonely weakens the inner me,
What more can there be, if not the darkness in my eyes.

The silent sounds echoed in my ears
Dreams faded without being aided.
Human worth has been degraded.
People are auctioned, sold and traded.
I am a human not a priced product.
I am a breed not a brand
I may be stuck in traffic but I am not to be trafficked
I'm crying but I'm not Dying.

I am not for sale.
What might have gone wrong in this world?
They lead with greed, ignore our need.

Who am I? What am I?
I am not just a Human being, I am a Social Worker.
I serve suffering humanities
I am a humanitarian, which is why I yielded my greed to serve those in need and in deed I serve. Through grief and the thickness of the wind, I am always there giving a better taste to the bitterness of life.
I prosper not because I'm strong but because I endured long

I am not the Solution but a partner in finding one




By Vusi Vnet Malala (04/03/2015