Another Day Poem by Mazwi Sedibe

No one can drink from the same bitter reservoir
As the roots of my heart and survive another day.
No one can travel the same dreadful distances
As my thoughts have and still be able to walk another day.

No one can fill this agony river with raining down tears
And still be maintain a loud cry for another day.
No one can be this weak at this point in time
And yet be so strong to live up to the sorrows of another day.

Today's gift needs stretched and sweaty muscle
In order to be a present unwrapped to enjoy another day.
Complaints of the disgruntled; the thieves that steal
Today's joy opportunities and the quietude of another day.
Live today since empty is the promise of another day.