The Frame Of Life Poem by Cliff Phiri

The Frame Of Life



Rising to the mountain top is good.
Getting out of a pit is for champions.
A reward is for conquerors.
The crown is for finishers.
The battle is not for the strong, it is for the willing.
The humble deserve a lifting.
A pit is the home of the proud.
A richman gathers, the poor scatters.
Kings do work, fools rests on the throne.
Planning is by everyone, Victory awaits the determined at heart.
To be real is not to be proud, to be proud is to commit suicide.
Patienceprevails, faith conquers.
Victory is a belief, and so is failure.
Wealth is in the heart.
Poverty possesses the soul.

To give is to gather,
A good end is to the meek; bewitching is for the jealousy.
Meditation is good; but the content is crucial.
Time separates boys from men.

The Frame Of Life
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Cliff Phiri

Cliff Phiri

Harare, Zimbabwe
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