Living It Up At The End Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga

Living It Up At The End

Attending to the sick
The sickling in songs of lullaby
Pain is not the end
Pain is but a reminder of perilous times ahead
You better know who you are now
Never be excited; the night is not good for children
Better understand the moments and lay hold of the now
And keep listening to the ticking of the clock
Your body will tell you; the length of your shadow is indicative
Even though your poor heart may ache, He keeps watch over you all the time
Phillip Nine Mafunga
29 November 2024

Friday, November 29, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: november,sick
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Phillip Nine Mafunga

Phillip Nine Mafunga

I was born in Harare Zimbabwe
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