Peter Daniel Phiri

Rookie - 22 Points (21/06/1989 / Kadoma)

Natural Mystique - Poem by Peter Daniel Phiri

Tear after tear,
They cloud my vision as they struggle;
with great agility for recovery.

Their pain shreds my heart,
They keep getting infected, day in, day out.
And I keep getting affected as well.

They look at me,
And I see death notices on their faces,
They smile at me;
And I see them fade away upon the face of earth.

Though I try to answer all the questions they ask me,
Confusedly, without sequence,
They continue to fall as prey;
To the deadly HIV.

I cry out to them with advice,
But they give me deaf ears and thicken their heads.
My fragile heart breaks into pieces like a shattered home.
My eyes glitter with a sea of bitter tears;
Though my strength is gone,
I prepare myself for one last fight.

Please lord,
Gladly take my life,
But make my spirit and my soul the cure to this disease;
And this generation.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 9, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 9, 2012

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