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Wednesday 27 November 2013

Poem: Mr Right

He came into your life when it had lost its cause,
When the shackles of guilt dragged you down to the floor.
When your reputation was laid to rest,
Along with the memory, of any good you had ever met.
At night you were haunted by the evil you had done
What the world saw as evil, you saw as fun.
You shut the world out, you built up walls
Little did you know, they would be your demise and fall.
Many have come before him, and a few may come after,
But none will bring such joy, and share such laughter.
He reminded you how to feel and how to let the pain seep
Out of your troubled mind, and bury it in the deep.
Day one was a step. Day two was a leap,
Day 3 was four more. And day four was a week.
Slowly you grew, and drew the mask away from your face
To finally show your beauty to finally share your grace.
He did what many thought impossible,
He pursued and he achieved
To finally make you confident,
And see yourself as unique.
But his kindness was taken for granted,
His love was taken as weakness,
Soon would arise,
The evil he thought he had defeated.
Now he was just another guy,
No different than those that came before
It's time he packs his bags and leaves
It's time he blesses another soul.
Many told him how it would end, the ending of their show

But that’s what he gets for playing Mr Right,
It’s my time to go.


Russell Gwata (2013)

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