Kill Or Cure Poem by Masa MbathaOpasha

KILL OR CURE


Where I was born is of no importance.
Who I am will take me where I want to be.
Being a woman or a man
makes of me only a human being
capable of learning from every experience
the art of life and the mystery of death.
I’m proud only of being alive,
of sharing the golden opportunity
living things have over inanimate things.
My happiness belongs to those I meet
And those I’ll never have a pleasure
of meeting ever in my existence.
Kill or cure are the games I cannot play
until I know the name of the paradise of my destiny.
I’m only a person with a million dreams
like many on planet earth.
We hope to exist in peace and liberty
never pretending to know what we don’t know.
Willingness does not mean strength,
only a definite decision
to change the direction of things.
Falsehood must surrender to truth.
We need not understand everything
before we start favoring our selves.
Just begin exactly where we are.
Killing is not the answer!
Curing whoever and whatever we meet
takes us closer
to the creative power of the universe.
We must ask boldly for far more
‘cause we are kings and heroes of ourselves.
We must never ask for pennies,
Let our quiet minds listen and observe,
Uplift ourselves with unconditional ideas.
and plant our gardens to decorate our tired souls!