It's All On Your Shoulders Now Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

This thing called life,
Has finally trekked to this corner,
It sits on my shoulders
Making me half child, half man,
Like a mermaid at the edge of the sea of time,
Hoping to one day enter the place,
Where only wizards can light a candle,
Inside the ocean as they swim the last mile.

I promised time I woud not age,
But become wise as a sage,
And then tell the world
I have earned the title of an elder,
And respect and honor are written on my forehead,
The tablet of Egyptian papyrusl

I know I was duped for nobody sides with me.
For they knokw that when time dives into the deep,
Forcit is not like jelly fish even though it weighs the same,
On the scale of the wizard of this world.
Not even at sunset does it show up agai