The Heart, Mind And Fingers Poem by Tumisang Ramarea

The heart feels, what not the mind
The thirst is felt in the mouth
Love is not that easy to find
Especially, if it cannot be referenced south

The texts and smiles, run like water
Bone breaking in their cohesion
My cognition grows my love mortar
Stronger grows their adhesion

The fake smiles their lips wear
Fools not my heart or fingers
The truth they receive is as they wish to bear
Forever later, in their eyes a tear lingers

My heart is the one that knows the story
Is it for the one of the water land?
Is she the one to have the glory
The fair one by the beach sand

As the sun sets, another rising
My hands I wash of the burden
After all the flock is not enticing
That none will pocket the prize, I am certain