Asymmetrical Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga

I walked by the way of a cemetery
Pumula West was my intendent destination
People seemed to careless as they went by
Noticed nothing symmetrical
For the dead laid skeletal in their tombs
The living busied about oblivious of the grave quiet

To think about schools
And what one would say about fools
I have a great affinity towards thinking
Memory is a subject of history
Fools and schools are both tools
For both the system drools
PHILLIP NINE MAFUNGA
20 October 2024