Thabani Ray Ngwenya
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Poem "Call a spade a spade":
- published October 1, 2009
- viewed 45 times
Other poems by Thabani Ray Ngwenya:
»A Tour Of Africa«
»Barriers To Success«
»Curiosity killed the cat«
»Discovery of Self«
»Fare thee well«
»He, the man«
»I believe«
»Identity Crisis«
»If..., would...?«
»Inspiration«
»Little Things Matter«
»Look out your window«
»Sand in my shoes«
»Shaken«
»The adolescent's mind«
»The diviner«
»The dreamer«
»The great poet«
»The Parched Land«
»The two sisters«
»There goes my life«
»Wasted years«
»Young old man«
Visit Thabani Ray Ngwenya's profile page
Poem "Call a spade a spade":
- published October 1, 2009
- viewed 45 times
Other poems by Thabani Ray Ngwenya:
»A Tour Of Africa«»Barriers To Success«»Curiosity killed the cat«»Discovery of Self«»Fare thee well«»He, the man«»I believe«»Identity Crisis«»If..., would...?«»Inspiration«»Little Things Matter«»Look out your window«»Sand in my shoes«»Shaken«»The adolescent's mind«»The diviner«»The dreamer«»The great poet«»The Parched Land«»The two sisters«»There goes my life«»Wasted years«»Young old man«»Call a spade a spade«
For a long time we have condoned
What we rightfully ought to condemn
Time after time we have overlooked
What lies obvious before our very eyes
Ignorance has flirted with our consciences
But the principled are always quick
To call a spade a spade.
We can not see the walls we can't see through
And are plunged deep in seas of perpetual ignorance
There is no reason for anyone
To beat aimlessly about the bush
What works therefore
Call a spade a spade.
Although everyman is entitled to an opinion
The truth needs no opinion
Nor any man to entitle it to himself
It just cannot be denied
Hence it becomes incumbent
To call a spade a spade
Not the cousin of a spoon.
What we rightfully ought to condemn
Time after time we have overlooked
What lies obvious before our very eyes
Ignorance has flirted with our consciences
But the principled are always quick
To call a spade a spade.
We can not see the walls we can't see through
And are plunged deep in seas of perpetual ignorance
There is no reason for anyone
To beat aimlessly about the bush
What works therefore
Call a spade a spade.
Although everyman is entitled to an opinion
The truth needs no opinion
Nor any man to entitle it to himself
It just cannot be denied
Hence it becomes incumbent
To call a spade a spade
Not the cousin of a spoon.
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Mthunzikazi Mbungwana: "Because the is only one truth!Thank you for this./"