When The Sky Is Low Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga
When The Sky Is Low
Portals of mercy bountiful
Cascades of grace divine
Highs and lows of youthfulness
When the pull of energy is but fooling to the young mind
Alluring dreams of a future so rosy
Blurred by the eventual vagaries of brute reality
Whose beautiful peripheries are obscured by violent thoughts
Where politicians wantonly abuse the sacred power of leadership
We all know that popular thought is not sacrosanct
Yet, the minority is not always right either
PHILLIP NINE MAFUNGA
6 October 2020
'We all know that popular thought is not sacrosanct Yet, the minority is not always right either' - a correct inference.
Very interesting and intricate juxtaposition of words and phrases. Sometimes obscure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 2:43:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi bro. Great poem. Wanted you to check out my poem Encore! Encore!