How Little Poem by Johan Fourie

..I have been many places, via circumcious route
have seen and done so much, often too late
have heard Madiba, God and the Devil speak, understanding not much

...and all I know, and have come to realize
is how small and insignificant I am
how little I know and comprehend
how meager my capacity, and courage
...that I tire to easy and get sleepy to early

...........and I dream
of dialogues lasting the span period of the moons'
route across the night sky
such to learn, migrate and evolve
...and ever so often after absense, all required to continue the discourse
..just remove the bookmark
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