A troubled mind which never meant to be unkind

A soul which never meant to be distress

Yet you entice the trouble wherever you go, trouble which can eradicate your life

No way to undo what’s been done

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run

No one to lean on, the only choice you have is to be fortify

Only time can heal the pain

But such time hurts remain

No use in even saying sorry

No way to escape worry

As inner joy slowly dies

Its hard to try and carry on

Yet when right goes all wrong

And wrong goes all right

Giving up is not an option

The day of ecstasy will come

Just hold on

By Maphangwa Murendeni