This Is It Poem by Masa MbathaOpasha

THI IS IT!


This is it! The art of living isn’t hard to master
Only if there was life around
Not outdated dreams by powerless beings
So many things look alive
Until we smell the emptiness of their breathing tombs
Here I am, a man believing to be a human being
Losing farther more, losing faster
What I thought I possessed
A shining intelligence
Dressed in luxurious illusions
Places and names of astounding disaster
A few cities, lovely ones, huge and vaster
Than the welcoming gesture
Of children breathing the terrible oxygen
With bloodstained gulps, dramatic
Shifting their eyes a little,
Not to smile or return my stare
But to fully embrace
The awesome gentleness
of the still-warm universal silence.