Life we take for granted
by that I mean each other
we hate, we hurt, we destroy
we judge, we persecute, we crucify
the ones we are meant to love
emotions run high, tempers flare
things are said, we cannot repair.
We walk away in anger
giving no second thought
to what may become
of the ones we left in danger
danger of their thoughts
we know nothing about
thoughts of unworth
thoughts of undeserve.
We nurse only our feelings
feelings of righteousness
the I deserve an apology I won’t give
the I was right and you were wrong
the I won’t give him the satisfaction
of humbling myself though it is a higher law
a power that has life and death in its palms
a power I possess in my mouth.
A call comes through
that you have gone through
a light that awaits us all
now this moment I realise
is all I had to make things right
this moment is all we have
beyond this, the next hour, tomorrow
it is not guaranteed.
To love or to hate
to forgive or to despise
to heal or to hurt
that is our choice
but death – now that creeps in
like a thief and takes from us
what our hearts treasure most
without a warning sign it snatches
our very hearts.
Now questions remain
Could I have judged less?
Could I have forgiven more?
Could I have reached out in healing?
Could I have spent more time?
Could I have been more patient?
Could I have been more understanding?
Could I have thanked more, appreciated more?
Could I have loved unconditionally?
The answer is always yes
Yes, I could have but I chose not to
I chose to be right
I chose to prove a point
to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget
I chose to write off your existence
to stay angry at you and go against Jesus
I chose to be slow in hearing, quick to speak
I chose to be quick to anger
I found comfort in my anger yet offended by yours
I chose to go to bed angry at you
not knowing the Lord had plans for you
that He would have called you home in the morning
not knowing that I would be crying
because in honesty you were right
in honesty I was wrong
and I was too arrogant to admit.
Now I cry in regret
for love I failed to share
love I will never again receive from you.
Let your heart be pure
let your love be unconditional
let your kiss be of life not death
let your laughter be sincere
let your sorry be meaningful
let your goodbye be like your last
if tomorrow should never come.
Dinkeng G. Mokhunoane