Poetry Is A Form Of Learning Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Every time I open a poetry page
I am thrown out of the cavity of my skin
Not by the power of words per se
But by the many nations and cultures represented
It's not only a fantastic place to learn about the world
It's a beautiful place to learn about the many facets of the self
Even though the human self has multiplied itself
Into many forms of biopsychosocial entities
And formed many identities, attachments and expectations
It has not at all affected the human spirit
It's amazing to find that the spirit within has not changed at all
The human spirit has stuck to its fabric
Full of passion and absolutely beautiful
Regardless of the politics, religion, race or geographical location
The human spirit feels pain, joy and love
Regardless of the advanced world of technology it lives in
The spirit enjoys the simple things in life
It's the spiritual fibre of life
Love, hope and faith
Humility, peace, compassion
It's not even bothered by the many achievements or wealth
It seeks only happiness, love and hope
The spirit draws from its vast reserves in the spirit world
Spreading its love and beauty
It's a beautiful experience
To come across so many souls
That represent the one human spirit

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