Masa MbathaOpasha

Rookie (05/01/1961 / Durban, Republic of South Africa)

Tha First Beautiful Thing - Poem by Masa MbathaOpasha


The first beautiful thing is life itself
A feeling that could never, ever be replaced
A beauty that illuminates the darkest night
With the force of unending passion I can never live without
I float softly over the earth
Like a lush gentle grass that flows melodically in the wind
Visions of the most beautiful things in the world
Dance through my mind
Butterflies, rainbows, sunsets
Mothers embracing their children
Heroes teaching others to be brave
And random acts of kindness everywhere
Despite all the pain of living I’ve survived
I’ve learned that the goodness of mankind
Will never be extinguished or camouflaged
With what’s not true or just.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 26, 2010

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