the world

A Poem by olwethuthando

Most of us don't know yet of our purpose in this big yet so small universe.

Every day is like a bittersweet nightmare hoping to wake up from the mare and only to find yourself in a beautiful meaningful yet satisfying dream.

I've seen it in their eyes the fear that seems to consume us all of when this would end. And whether you have done enough in this world of what's required of you to have done, living a mark not to be forgotten by the longing existence of this universe.