A Collection of Original Poetry by Students of Ladysmith High School

Wednesday, 5 October 2016

The Beginning of the End ~ Uwais Coetzee

The varnished wood gleamed
As if to mock me it seemed
The end was here but I was not crying
No tears flowed from my closed eyes,
But I could see everything
The clothes, the people,
Their faces,
Their tears.
Flowing for me.
The casket lay open so they could see
And people saying, with tears in their eyes
"He's going to a better place"
"He's free"
From this hell on Earth
It didn't even matter that I had finished school,
Or got the highest degree
Today is the beginning of the end,
It's the end for me.


©  Uwais Coetzee

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Grade 10
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