With A Zero Balance In The Bank Of Life Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

I walked up and down looking for
The bank of life, where all the
Rare species are found. People
Showed me buildings with neon
Lights. I told them not those
For they house money that belongs
To the rich and poor who run the
Risk of having accounts that,
Read zero balance for life is
A big game changer that makes
Them sleepless at night.

I went down the street and asked
An old woman the question. She said
She can swear by the wrinkles on
Her face that the millions lie
Inside the big brain that is carried
By my beautiful head. She asked me
Why I had not asked my hair the
Question, for their numbers are
Sure sign they are closest to this
Wealth for it lied near my hair
Roots.

I walked away richer in my mind,
And went to the bankers of worldly
Money and told them, I had come to
Bank my brain. They asked for how much
For they could not put a price to
So rare a commodity that it had no spare,
For only one exists in the world.
I walked away convinced
The old woman was right, and I have
Never had a zerobalance again.


For those who live on the brink
Of bankruptcy know it is not about
That bank account, for that figure
Changes. It is about invisible
Unchanging truths that say you
Were born with all the wealth you
Need in your hands. Shake
Hands with the spirit of
Plentiousness and you will
Feel the magic go up both arms.
Spread the news for that alone
Erases the zero balance
And lands you in the land of bounty.