12 hands on half a loaf
That’s the life I knew.
I never complained
Everyday, the same crew.
A shack next door looked the same.
My garden only smaller
I never complained.
Only the hurdle-pole looked taller
Lundi the Gospel Fundi sobbed,
Whilst telling his story on TV.
I never complained
To me that was an Oscar performance.
My Father tells a tale of toil,
Growing up with no sandal to shoe
He never complained.
To him, that is the life he knew.
I am strong today,
I worked hard for my children.
I don’t want them to complain.
This is the life I now know.
By Willem Pietersen(09/04/13)
Categories:
fundi, childhood, growing up, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
Here i am whom you hurt,
Here i am whom you shunned away.
I am me whom you broke my heart,
Claiming you had found a better man
But here i am still standing strong.
I thought you could never do that,
And i gave all i had from my heart.
So harmless you looked like you could never hurt,
But now i know that anyone can break a heart.
But here i am still standing tall.
I didn't want it to stay unmended,
I looked for a 'fundi' to have it mended.
I thought my sorrow would remain unended,
But it left a mark when it ended.
For me happiness was what was intended.
Here i am with a heart like a lion,s
Which can break but never shatter,
Can lose hope but never despair,
Can cry but never break down,
Can be mocked but never to anger.
Here i am who never had the thought,
That the rose of love was this thorny,
That it could prick anyone,
Not necessarily anywhere
But not everywhere
Only there.
Categories:
fundi, lost love, me,
Form: Rhyme