When The Dust Settles Poem by Qiniso Mogale

Fierce winds of life blow
Dangerous winds of life blow
Most of these winds are manmade
Winds created by enemies
Winds, created by adversaries
Winds created by foes
Winds that shake us to the core.

During these winds we become angry
During these winds we react differently
During these winds dust flies in all directions
The dust makes us to run helter skelter
The dust makes us to lash out
The dust makes us to kick at everything in sight
The dust steals our sanity
The dust robs us off objectivity.

When the dust settles
We discover we should not have done things while we were angry
When the dust settles we discover we should not have said the things we said while furious
We wish we could swallow our words
When the dust settles we find that we have done more harm than good.

We, therefore, should allow the dust to settle
before we do anything
We should let the dust to settle
before we say things we will later regret
We should permit the dust to settle
We should not react in moments of madness.