This Chapter Is Called Happiness- a Guile

Poet: Em Em Mubarak Lawal
Sequel: after Paciolo pen saint

I rather call a spade a sword
why does the finesse of a wine
not linger on the tongue for long?
why does tears have to flow
when butterflies fill one’s belly,
and also when one could not curb
cobwebs of life from overcoming 
one’s happiest moments?

Life I thought was meant to be fair
one apple broke the camel’s back 
when man sold his eternal happiness 
for the sweetener enshrined inside the apple 
it is the puzzle of ages
as I also rest on the shore of sigh 
at the top crest of Mountain Sinai 
just as Moses received the ten decrees 
maybe this puzzle will be solved 
now that all of these rests on the rock of faith.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 11/23/2024 4:21:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.