The Golden Creativity by Clement Mghogho - HTML preview

PRELIMINARY THOUGHTS

The sky is  now blue.

I must follow the rule,

And put on the shoe.

Not even going after the footprints of a fool.

I must gaze forth,

To put my base south.

Driven by certain winds blowing from north to south.

Will I find a cup of joe in a foreign country?

Will I not make a mountain out of a molehill?

And will I throw in the towel?

Really, I'm between a rock and a hard place.

Author:CLEMENT MGHOGHO

(From Malawi)