Cool Rhythms Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga

One cool morning I lit up my mood bright
Let my thoughts flap in the winds like a kite
Like daring the negative elements to a fight
As if that was all I could thoughtfully bite
For I would not debase myself and pay a bribe
Soar the skies; I lead the tribe

One cool morning I lit up my mood with an economic rite
Trying to rid my butt of one silly moral mite
Stepped forward to meet my shadow in the presence of His might
While I watched the earth heal of her many wounds, and it was such a sight!
Government promises are just but trite
All our dreams and visions rendered tripe

One cool morning I picked up a book my mood to ignite
Reading in itself makes me feel so cool and right
In the shadows of my thoughts, I feel freed from the scary night
I am so sure of daybreak, for in it He is the eternal light
All sorrow and tears will He forever wipe
In my dreams, His word will I always cite

PHILLIP NINE MAFUNGA
15 May 2020