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FROM HERE TO ENTITY By Peter Mwale(Zambia)


I stand in front of two gates;
And now I must decide my fate.

My feet are itching for the wide gate,
But my heart is screaming for that with panes so narrow.

I see them rushing to the wide gate-many;
But none at the narrow one.

Get this, I hate to be different
But destruction I cannot get.
'Cause what's behind that gate;
By mind cannot comprehend.

My feet are itching for the wide gate
But my heart is screaming for the narrow.

My heart is screaming for the narrow gate,
'Cause what's behind that gate, I must get.

Believe me this is not an art of imagination
Can you not see the progression I have made just by being his son?

My next line, you will not understand;
But on the cross he gave me hope,
On the cross he made me whole.

I stand in front of two gates,
I must decide my fate.

My feet are itching for the wide gate
But the pain behind, I cannot get.

My heart is screaming for the narrow gate;
The happiness behind that gate I must get.

And from here to entity,
I choose the narrow gate.

© Peter Mwale 2018

Photo credit: Wikipedia.


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I struggled for too long Being who I wasn’t Fitting  my circle into other people's 
perfect squares -- into all their
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Housed in a container Moved in it Identified by its aesthetics But sometimes lost in it Who exactly am I the container or the content
Sometimes I try so hard to figure exactly what it is about this combo Sometimes complicating other times compelling sometimes conflicting other times cooperating
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