I Am A Mortal Poem by Andiswa Mvanyashe

Seeing a cover
Something is inside
But the world likes the cover
But it's not the real thing
I am a mortal

Mortals can't see the real thing
But the immortal can
They say you're ugly
Some say you're beautiful
I am a mortal

Mortals decides about the cover
God looks at the heart
I'm tired by the opinions of mortals
The one who search for the truth knows
I am mortal

One day I will rejoice
When I've gained immortality
Not in this world but in the Promised
Land I am a mortal

Now I must ask to the one who sees it all
I must go by his directions
I must listen to him
And seek Him because
I am a mortal