The Emotions

K Kenneth Maswabi Kenneth Maswabi
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Do not call me stupid Because I was not afraid to cry I was not afraid to taste the bitterness in my own tears And know the meaning of sorrow In that moment When everything fell apart And tears started to flow I was inside the home of sorrow And all my powers were drained I learnt the art of emptiness As I was melted into nothingness by the pot of sorrow I knew what it meant to Love someone And I knew what it meant to Love myself I knew what it meant to Love God And my test in this world was complete I was a new found (born)Lover I was in Love with the nakedness of my Soul I was a renewed Spirit full of Hope And my Faith was tested in the pit of fire I was now ready to put on the crown of Love And be the illuminated Light I was a true Lover

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