Humanity is in a death race through vanity
Yet all in smiles of guilt and regretful foolishness
With the dark of the sun an expose of their sinful mews
Musically ticketing some out of hell's everlasting harm
The writings of hope have always been but many never heeded them
For the right words at the right time have a lace of redemptive grace in them
A today lived in falsehoods
Plodding through social and moral decadence
The tomorrow we deserve is indeed on the horizon
However the wise have read the signs and sought refuge
To tame the urges of delusion, He still stands at the door
Take heed and live!
PHILLIP NINE MAFUNGA
27 May 2020
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