The demons i face,
Are right infront of my face,
In times of pleasure they are around,
But in times of need they are no where to be found.
The demons i face,
Are absorptive with praise,
They don't rest in a fight,
But strive to destroy me with all might.
The demons i face,
Are the demons of the human race,
They walk around me everyday,
Pretending that everything is okay.
The demons i face,
Possess with an unbeatable pace,
Creeping into the hearts of the pure,
Like a disease without a cure.
The demons i face,
Deliberately dissappear without a trace, When I call on to the name of the most high,
They jump; scatter and fly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice piece Ntate Lebesa, the flow is awesome and the message is great.