I Could've Been First Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga

I pulled a hamstring
Going round a ring
And stepped on a spring
But the bell did'nt ring
As I landed facedown after the fling

I could've come first
Realised I wasn't at my best
The land was foreign; I was a guest
Though the decision wasn't the worst
But the crowd kept drifting towards west

It's within a good reason
That the moral stay outa prison
As the colour of blood is crimson
Fools perish in unison
For lack of a vision
PHILLIP NINE MAFUNGA
6 October 2024