The night reminds me of what happened in the past.
The day reminds me of what will happen in the future.
Am surrounded by two events.
That's night and day.
That keeps me holding the lid.
A key to my life.
Thats covering my eyes.
Pretending that its not their;
but we are aliens on this world.
Its a matter of time.
That I won't see it again.
Its night and day.
That covers my eyes.
Joshua madiba
YOU ARE READING
Boy from Lwakaka and the twenty poems of the living cent
PoetryThis is a story of my life and the hard situation i passed through. And i send my appreciations to grand mama and may dear aunt who where their for me
