Tiyani Shadrack Manganya

Rookie - 104 Points (31 March 1993 / South Africa (Malamulele/Mdabula))

New Season. - Poem by Tiyani Shadrack Manganya

Oh, it is time! It is time!
The air welcomes a new companion,
Dust and soil rejoin into a union,
A call for spring rings,
It is time for sufferings,
Giving up and standing up,
Giving the sun a chance to glance
And cleanse your amiss.
Oh yea, misses must there,
But he must not hold you there long,
For time does not do favors,
Like Shakespare said:
If you rest, you alone will rust.

Topic(s) of this poem: Hope

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 2, 2014

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