THE ONE WEARING THE SHOES FEELS THE PINCH
Lumumba Jatau@lumumbajatau995415
5 days ago
THE ONE WEARING THE SHOES FEELS THE PINCH
A Poem by GrandMastaPEN
Human fingerprints are never the same,
So also the tongue in every mouth’s frame.
The cerebrum—the sovereign of the brain—
Registers every whisper of pleasure and pain.
They say everyone carries a story to tell;
Mine is the combat of heaven conquering hell.
A sage once declared, in wisdom’s tone:
“Life is conflict—choices carved in stone.
And wrong decisions, when blindly made,
Are seeds of peril quietly laid.”
Judge no one if you have not walked in their moccasins;
Cast a stone only if you are righteous—untouched by sins.
Have you ever paused to empathize
With the drunkard drowning in gin?
Or have you sealed his fate in your mind
As one who was destined not to win?
What of the dazzling lady in dim-lit rooms,
Selling her body to outlive doom?
Have you whispered a prayer in her direction—
Or clothed your disdain as moral perfection?
If you truly honor divine command
And respect the universal laws,
You must concede this humbling truth:
Every mortal carries flaws.
An African proverb gently roars:
“No matter how distant your village appears,
Another lies beyond yours.”
So if you believe you alone endure
Life’s mud, its stench, its hiss—
You have not measured suffering well.
You have not counted the scores of abyss.
