Why Poem by sive mlunguzi

Is it the judgement from the Lord?
why do i have to be impaired like this, why? .
Is it an Anathema to the family?
Nonentity is attained elementary.
The tears emerged to be my habitual nourishment.

Why do i have to be harmed like this?
I shove daily, no difference.
I keep on fastening the towel just to make
sure i do not lose it.
The Lord is my eyewitness, in him i believe.

The day is sure to arrive.
The period of flourishing.
The period of wiping away those red-dish teary
eyes.
There will be no more why on that day.
It will be called the fool's day.