My Song (The Religion) Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

I Sing the song allong may saddness,
that even in rage it leaves me with age,
a song i sing towards the price,
a song i sing in time with some,
when i atter the lyrics of pain,
i fantise every minute of gain,
that when i atter the lyrics of relief,
i preconceive happiness with much belief,

I sing the song allong many saddness,
disparity not allowed the room in heart,
prosperity in grant because it might,
though spontaneously i hear a lot from it,
conspecously the ears get to eat,
dispored nor dipossessed i shall sing aloud,

i sing the song along many sadness,
Yes! i sing it in darkness,
but a song i own in light,
scattered in the systems of blood,
natured in the lives of bound,
it is a sound that not even water availed,
i live not but perish without it,

i sing the song along many saddness,
they call it religion
but it is a huge region,
distilled of its comprehension to the life i live,
disliked for its end, to the world i would live,
with its pace,
i am guaranteed a place,
were i am bound to live in bounty