The Music In My Songs Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga

I've lived in other men's houses
For my sanity n' safety, paid with my soiled pride
I've driven in other people's cars
Like a sack of seed, my futures sprouted in time
And with a dime of humility paid for my space among the nobles

I've worked in other people's offices
From sweat n' scorn, earned my livelihood
I'm yet to sing the songs I've composed
I'm yet to understand the depth of my footsteps in the sands of life
Will those of the future comprehend the rivers I've traversed
16 July 2022