To The Skewer In The Fire Poem by Sarah Mkhonza
To The Skewer In The Fire
On you are bits that,
Are to go into the
Fire outside. Peppers
Green, yellow, red and
All colors interspersed,
With bits galore, all juicy,
With the marinade of the
Season, all from the world's
Best chef you have become,
Here where life gave you,
A chance to display your best.
Will you serve the best bits,
With this shish-kabob or will
You have burnt every one of your
Savory pieces unrecognizable?
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5/19/2024 7:35:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is going on favourites list! There are so many wonderful reminders here...we are firmed and steeled by the metaphorical fire. We are made up of parts that we can display like the greengrocer who displays the various peppers. Yet all is combined into one. Which part do we show others, and what aspects of our being to selfishly guard for ourselves. A great poem.