The Political God-Father Is Gone Poem by Ndongolera C. Mwangupili
The Political God-Father Is Gone
Indeed,
no matter if I am unpragmatic,
life is a paradox:
there is a time
when the victor surrenders
to the vanquished
and, may be, prowess is a size-less robe.
Perhaps,
in real life,
those whose success
is in the bullet
their defeat is in it too
and, possibly, power is a formless chair.
Good one there... It's true, , , , he who lives by the knife will die by it
I think your poem is wonderful and accurate. Thank you for sharing, Ndongolera. Peace
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4/23/2024 6:53:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and insightfully penned with conviction. Indeed those that kill with the sword shall die by the sword. I like the depth of the piece, it's food for thought. A beautiful poem bristling with insight. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.