I Learn Poem by Phineas Molale

When people cry and ask I give
When I cry and ask they grieve
I learn
Penning my seeings

Silent thoughts of wonder
Meandering violent brawls of wander

Love and hate
Smiles and frowns
Turned to synonyms of another

She's herself and someone else
Mood swings makes her a fool
And her words breaks those clueless about her
'A fragile piece of art'

Who am I when the clock favors her?
Well known when power is drained

Life itself is a lesson and a teacher
And favors none
I learn