The Broken Seed Poem by Okello Baloyi

Rooting for success while the rain keeps damaging what's left of the roof that I call my sanctuary, sometimes a heart can be cruel because life has only taught one to survive and not to be loved, the only happy memories I have in my mind are of me as a minor, smiling for sweets.

The only time hands were clapped in my home, our eyes were glued to a tv screen during wrestling episode, I haven't done much to regret but my life feels like a tunnel of regrets, you'd be surprised how could one drawn in debts while having better financial education, everything will be okay has replaced our daily prayer.

I won't die begging as my thoughts are similar to the ones of criminals, just that I lack action, it feels like I've reached my destination, but the driver is not satisfied with my location and the only thing left is to round around corners hoping a familiar face will cross my eyes