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Thapelo Kgomoeswana Poem
Before the metabolism slows and
With the decline in food and water and
Before the dehydration and lack of energy, before I lose my appetite,
I'm on a quest to find what life is before my soul escapes my flesh
I'm tired of breathing like an intermittent moment, premiering death in a flash,
Before the angels carry me to heaven, hoping to make it past purgatory into a Godly territory.
I envision better days before my final days
My therapy did not require chemotherapy but the toxic in my veins requires cytotoxic
I need spiritual intervention more than a jihadist
I am possessed by evil spirits and ceasing to deal with the ordeal,
I know it's hard for your mental to grasp this fatal reality but I'm rapidly fading,
Inconceivable I know, I'm running out more rampant than a matchstick
I'm holding a matchstick standing next to a gas tank,
My body is feeling numb, my soul so void, I don't see tomorrow
It's blank!
It's confirmed I've got 6months to live
It's confirmed I've got 6months to leave!
Before my body gives in,
I wanna give my all to the world, a final penmanship anniversary
Write some of my greatest pieces and give them away for free,
Do some good before I squeeze and let the bullet flee,
release it and shelter it in my skull.
Before I let my wings spread
Before I ascend with the angels
I forgive myself for all whom I did wrong
Before I die!
Copyright © Thapelo Kgomoeswana | Year Posted 2017
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Thapelo Kgomoeswana Poem
It's when aristocracy begins to feel like a mid-uphill battle
It's when the armageddon features evil on both sides
and,
the good are speculating from the auditorium
It's when a 10year old is ducking depleted uranium in Benghazi
It's the bicentennial brainwash that is rapidly depopulating the black community,
It's the fake pastors leading the blind
It's the bloodshed in Raqqa that features berserk jihadists
It's the human traffickings increasing the traffic on the offramp to hell
It's that uno blunder that results in millions bearing a thunder
It's the bogeyman in a tuxedo you voted for stealing away dreams that he sold you.
It's when your future is decided in a one page boustrophedon
It's the bushveld your forefathers were massacred for that you don't have the papers to occupy that continues enriching the man you're working for
Another piece of land sold!
It can't be a rainbow nation with a camouflaged sincerity shaking hands with the devil that's pleading for your votes momentarily
It's another puppet in the whitehouse raising hell and forfeiting heaven.
I had to analyze it properly to see who the "holy bible" really benefits
It's the difference between a peacekeeper and a peacemaker,
It takes peace being present to keep it but little children are starving and homeless because of an American airstrike claiming to fight terrorism that they birthed
It's being an illegal human being because that's the true definition of an African American,
It's the young teenager popping xanax for a deadbeat euphoria
It's the disintegrated city of Mosul and obliterated future for millions of infants
When evil is an obligation they program your mind into denying intuition
It's all about control!
It's an Mk ultra anniversary
It's the disinclination to grant you freedom
Because you can't be free if you aren't a free thinker
It's the trend they sponsor that further demoralizes the black youth that you see your idols promoting
It's the creative freedom you lose once you become a marketing plan.
It's the literature they don't promote the reason you think this is too long to read that actually educates you
I'm offering you this disillusion to share with those in the same dungeon of thought you just escaped from after reading this.
Peace!
Copyright © Thapelo Kgomoeswana | Year Posted 2017
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