Tapiwa Matsika

Vagabond - Poem by Tapiwa Matsika

He once smiled at the tornado
The storm is just but a breeze
Hurt stroke his heart with its torpedo
Envy can't make it freeze
This is the list of what he went through
He woke up and knew not
What he was to eat for breakfast
Hope then became his single thought
He smiled and decided it's another forced fast
Thus gluttony is another end of the train of thought
He dressed up in his pair of pants
And knew not how it felt to have another
Despite all the human needs and wants
He only got the needs and never the other
He would wash them over and felt no bother
He never wore the face of a beggar
Love born of pity he surely loathed
He never peeked into bins for left over burger
He wore a torn shirt but felt more clothed
Generosity was his feast forever
Lost in the sea of his repetitive mistakes
The compass did drown away in his ego
His intellect rolled down the hill with no brakes
He was a king of opportunity a year ago
Only if he had not followed the gold digger's tracks
Stands he now as the wisest vagabond
His own story becomes a beautiful tapestry
The fresco and him then create a bond
A bond with complex and fringe Chemistry
From him shall lessons be learnt to the end

Topic(s) of this poem: wisdom

Form: Allegory

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 4, 2017

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