The Arms Of Curiosity Poem by Nobert Mathumo

A sense of consciousness
Is a reflection,
of Your face, on the mirror..
The Reality in absence of truth

I found myself in a word
My life spells a phrase
Reviling to me'
Alone I can't fill a page

But my words can fill a page
I am a word
Something to be told
Letters to be scribbled

For ‘A life to be written
becoz ‘The absence of the truth
Is the course of words unsaid?

Who will tell my story?
These words will tell my story
In the arms of curiosity!