Treasure Island

Anele TheAfrikanSon kaMthethungqongqo Potelwa

(1992 March 03 / South Africa (eDutywa, Mfenguland, staying in Cape Town))

A Fake World


I mourn
The fake death of the world
Whose humans are too blind to hear
Whose humans are too deaf to see
Unabled to predilect satisfaction
But so capable to elect greed the fashion

I mourn
The fake death of the world
Were the sun isn't bright enough to glide
Were the moon is shiny with no glistening
Cultures infringed from all coasts
Religion conjested from all posts

I mourn
The artificial suicide of the world
Small enough to be shared
Yet immense enough to be vandalise
Souls vanquish at hand to tears
Dreams vanish at hand to fears

I mourn
The fake death of the world
Perished at our hands
Bannished at our disposal
Are we to regret?
Or on we go with ignorance.

Submitted: Monday, February 13, 2012

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  • Valsa George (9/18/2012 12:31:00 AM)

    Often we feel that we live in a fake world... a world of sham and pretensions! ! If there are sensitive people like you who deplore such a state of affairs, that itself is a hopeful sign! (Report) Reply

  • Lusekelo Simwela (3/22/2012 9:59:00 AM)

    Small enough to be shared
    Yet immense enough to be
    vandalise
    Souls vanquish at hand to tears
    Dreams vanish at hand to fears
    I mourn
    ....those lines are superb, u r a great poet (Report) Reply

  • Tiku . (3/17/2012 1:28:00 PM)

    it is the same feeling we experience in this world.so true.beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

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