I Know Of Untold Sorrows Poem by Qiniso Mogale

I Know Of Untold Sorrows



I know of untold miseries
I know of untold hardships
I know of untold abuse stories
I know of untold trials
I know of untold tribulations
I know of untold sorrows.

All is not what it appears to be
All is not what it seems to be
All that glitters ain't gold
No, all that glitters ain't gold
I hear silent screams
I see invisible tears
I hear silent cries for help
I hear silent pleas for mercy
I hear silent calls for freedom
I hear silent petitions for deliverance.

I know of untold sorrows in mansions
I know of untold sorrows in palaces
I know of untold sorrows in beach houses
I know of untold sorrows in conglomerate businesses
I know of untold sorrows in supposed solid marriages
I know of untold sorrows and divisions in supposed strong and united families
I know of untold sorrows in churches
Yes, I know of darkness in places where there should be light
I know of evil dominating in places where good should be prevailing
I know of untold miseries
I know of untold sorrows.

Thursday, July 13, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: modern
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