I Will Never Know Poem by Niki Nicholas Nkuna

I left home by stepping over the land mine threshold,
Unknowingly, innocently and gaily,
Having arrived to my destination in the mind,
While I am walking towards,
Thorns and nails, I see when I am in pain,
Life journey is my resolve,
I can't trust what I see before me,
My eyes are short sighted,
They see as far as the circumference
Of the steering wheel,

The milestones along the road
Are measurement
Of luck and danger or danger and luck,
Preparations for celebrations
Hung over the precipice,
The heart is tied together with the mind,
The string is stretched,
When released it hits the target forward,
When stretched and stretched from end to end,
It breaks in between,
Cul de sac is looming,
The drivers in the race have lost sight,
The dawn of sadness woke everybody in a fit,
Seeing faraway is no guarantee,
For knowing and safety,

Fretting over the blind sight causes the blues,
The safety distance between my legs is unknown,
Nor the size of the land mine is known,
The rolling stone from the top of the mountain,
With the force of gravity behind the wheel,
Misses and knocks at all manner of obstacles,
With fate behind the wheel,
Fate owes and pays no fine,
Whether I like it or not,
My destination dawns on me,
I arrived with my body decorated in all colours,
Cold, feverish, painful, warm, soothing
And fervent, lame or dead,

Tracing my way back to my origin,
I found, it is marked with illuminating lights,
Deem ones and deep ones,
It felt nostalgic when I see the road I travelled,
Covered with a bed of roses,
I felt so sad when I see the road I travelled,
Covered with blood and tears,

Had I known I wouldn't have travelled that road,
Had I known I wouldn't have asked
Anybody for direction,
Had I known I wouldn't have used that car,
Had I known I wouldn't have left
For the journey at that time,
Had I known I would have delayed a wee bit,
The dawn of sadness woke everybody in a fit,

The Sangoma (South African Traditional healer)
Knew not what would hinder my progress,
But what might happen, told as reality,
We live in limbo,
In shallow waters and deep waters,
The elderly in shallow waters,
The young in deep, blue waters,
Their heads floating above the sea water like footballs,
The divers have lost the plot, fate has taken over,

Life is exciting,
Life is jittery,
Life is a tapestry of events,
Weather and climates,
Life is the experience of obedience
And disobedience of the law,
Life is sweet and bitter,
Life is fear and jubilation,
Life is a relay - when cul de sac culls the road,
There's always somebody to live beyond,
Sometimes to live beyond but on my behalf,