Humble Poem by Takunda S Chikomo

Humble



Humble

Life's humbleness, humbleness - There is something about the pain it brings with it when your mother spanks you that always seems to stay in your mind like the stenchy smell of death. So you tell yourself that you will never steal from the pot again.

After seeing your mother's sweat drip off from her face as she carries the heavy basket of green grocer produce on her head
You would promise yourself you will work hard so that one day you will take care of her and she would enjoy life.


There is something about going to bed on an empty stomach that simply makes you understand how tough life can be. So you tell yourself that you will never let your children go through the same situation again.


Humbleness knocks on your hearts door after hearing another persons struggles in life that you start to realise how much blessed you are. And just how much more you need to thank the Lord for indeed you have not gone through hell.


Knowing that at any moment your father might just as well lose his one and only job might as well be the motivation that you need to study hard at school. So you push yourself to work even smarter.


Humbleness overpowers you when you know that you are the only one who is next in line to support the whole family once you step out of the classroom. So you deny yourself of the pleasures of life preferring to work tooth and nail to be able to be the man you ought to be.


There is that one split second that reminds you of the pain she had to go through as she gave her last breath during child birth that makes you want to start charity work to help orphans and support groups to spread the word of love.

There is something about getting hurt by love that makes you want to be more cautious in your next move.
I really wish some of you knew what steps to take though.

After knowing a loved one who lost their life to the plague. You would want to keep...you know who always below the belt.
Somehow the temptation gets the best of you.

You know there is that thing about life that reminds you that any moment it could not be life. Yes there is something about the thin line between life and death that makes you want to know how thin this line really is. Where are the dead? For they are the best people you can ever ask. Are they?

Life's humbleness -all l know is that it effects action. All I know is that there is something about life, about being alive that just makes you want to be so humble.

And all l know is in life if you deny to be humble you are definitely ought for the worse, to die it is, either alive.

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