Funny Gods Of Yesteryear Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

Funny Gods Of Yesteryear

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They had me praying a hole
In the ground my hands on my
Back facing heaven ready
To receive from them the gifts
Of life for I knew life had
Not been fair in giving me no
Father who had the latest car
For when other dads brought my
Class mates to the boarding house
I looked on hiding in a corner
Envious like the moon envies the
Sun for shining brighter.

Now I see I needed to know lack
For it makes my day to stretch
A hand to others the way my friends
Did in earlier days. Now we laugh
At how we were daughters of the
Widow whose mite got lost for we
Did find it in the offering
She made and gave it back. Now
We thank the funny gods of yesteryear.

Thursday, December 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: giving,life,poverty
Mj Lemon 26 December 2016

This is very powerful verse. Indeed there are times when we learn when we do not receive as others do. The blessing comes in taking the lesson, and not falling into the trap of envy, or loathing, or desire or rage....This poem reminds me of what I've been asked on occasion, about would I take back or go back in time (if possible) and undo some of the worst things that have ever happened to me. I've always found myself saying no. This poem is a gem, Sarah.

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