Still


I had risen & fallen
I had begged & already forgiven
I had stood by myself many times in this journey
And I had failed to disappear

I should have died when I heard the sky above me speak in many voices
I should have died the second time when my body threatened to house lifelessness
I should have collapsed for the last time when my eyes revealed to me, this spinning Earth
But I didn’t

Which God was there to keep me abreast of this dangerous time
Which time stood still to contain a regret which would have spoken clearer for me had I ascended to thin air
Which God poured onto earth rains from the heavens so heavily, they would have made my tears understandable, small & insignificant
Which God kept me so afloat and burning with life’s breathe, when all I could do was wish for much less
Much less would have pleased them all.

I had risen & fallen
I had begged & forgiven, already
I did stand by myself many times in this journey
And still life failed to put me down.

Thank God the Gods of mercy are still.

By Nomfusi Xinindlu
The collection: Whispers of the day & Monologues of Today