Death Is Not The Ultimate Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga

Time can be fake
When life's at stake
Inspite of the magnitude of the mistake
For sorrow won't be the remedy rake

It should be all smiles when I'm dead
Only those that labour eat bread
I want all that I write to be read
For I'm well read, critics I don't dread

I want to believe in love
And soar graciously like a dove
Clearing the social tree-line above
Rather than be lonely in a drove
PHILLIP NINE MAFUNGA
6 SEPTEMBER 2024