Let The Relay Begin Poem by Tebogo Angela Poen

Let the relay begin
As I pass my past and let it be present continuous
There are no limits to the width of the spread of the wings
It is just the muscles that get tired
I hope when they do, I’d have spread enough for the world to have
There are no limits to the depth of the ground
So we can all be buried on top of one another

It’s totally unfair to die without leaving any inheritance
So since this is all I have, I shall give
I’m not selfish; I also want to be remembered
This is me fighting for equality
Yes, equality in sickness
Life is sick anyway
So why care about being healthy?
Let’s not call this a revenge
Rather call it a wage
It comes with the whole package
A beneficiary to all covered by the spread of the wings

Let he who goes in
Come out with something for the world
I know most of us prefer it skin on skin
The world would only be a better place
If we all have the same virus flowing through our blood vessels
No worries about who you sleep with or how you do it
No worries about blood transfusion
So let the relay begin