The Sweetest Moment Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Life keeps dipping our tongue in bitterness
One by one, we have all tasted sorrow
We drank from the cup of despair
Even our New Year's Eve candlelight vigil
Did not stop the black cloud of covid-19
From pouring its contents on our heads
Its toxic barrage of sorrow and despair
Left us drenched in a stench of sadness
A veil of uncertainty now envelops us
The future seems to be full of thorns
And we are walking barefooted
In the sands of an unknown future
It's inside the classroom of life
Where we are all gathered
To witness the great teacher of spirit
Unveil the manuscript of Love
At our weakest moment
Our hearts bleeding
Our minds pleading
We will witness the sweetest moment
When the petals of Love will be unveiled
And the beautiful garden of Love opened
It's not far from the gate of imagination
Where we will all pour out the contents of our hearts
All the vile and venom of wickedness
Will be drained out of our system
And we will be polished with the finest scents
We will be awakened from our long nightmare
And our dream will be to live together as one
As we open our eyes to a new world
A bright day (free from Covid-19)


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