The World Needs Time To Itself Poem by Andile Nozibusiso Mtshali

The earth is beautiful
But there is no time to stand
And marvel at what it can constitute
Or wisdom to comprehend its worth.

Its beauty is beyond sense.
Its power manifests in its green.
But we are too consumed with greed.
Have we no time to adjust the lance?

Our hands are stained with blood,
We have slaughtered the human bond
for yesterday, today and beyond.
It will never be white, even with a thousand rinses.

Floods of tears flow
Not even a star dares to glow.
The earth trembles above and down below.
We have starred a fate worse than death.