Knowing Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

The things I know
Hidden inside my heart
Concealed under the tent of my mind
Colourful pearls and petals neatly packed
Pain and sorrow boxed together
Tears and laughter carelessly shelved

Knowing is pain that is anesthetized
Knowing is laughter that is infectious
Knowing is joy that is shared among friends
Knowing is sorrow without tears
Knowing is an intrinsic part of humanity
Both bad and good are manufactured in one plant
To be consumed as bitter sap or sweet nectar