Not Yet Time

De: Doreen Mampani

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

I wrote these poems when someone said to me “Doreen, just be content it is not yet time for you to prosper”. Another person said to me “my Pastor said an elephant is pregnant for 18 months. So don’t’ rush to want to prosper”. I told the person, I’m not an elephant but a human being. I did not have any source of income, begging for accommodation, food and clothing. I no longer had the luxury of buying myself clothes but wore second hand clothes some were too small or too big. I was told “remember beggars are not choosers”. These poems are not only of my personal life but of other people I met who were facing different challenges. Like it is 35˚ hot and the person stays in a shack, there is no electricity, no fridge to get cold water or ice. He walks over 5km to work. He works nine hours a day with a fifteen minute break, monitored when he goes to the toilet. The factory is not a safe area to work in, no fire extinguishers, only one entrance, no air conditioners and he is told to work harder earning R50 a day. Sick leave is unpaid and there is no annual leave, the boss is a rich man who cares about himself and no one else. So pompous he does not even reverence God of heaven who created him. Such a person does not want to hear, pray, fast, have night vigil and have faith in God. An unwise person utter such words is staying in a mansion, air-conditioned, have a successful business and drive a car with air-condition in it. There was a time I complained and murmured and joined the murmuring group which is found in every country, race and tribe. I was used of staying in a town house, where I had a kitchen, a bathroom, a balcony where I could seat and relax. Here I had to bath in a small tub, boil water with either a kettle of make fire and boil water in a tin. I washed my clothes in a tub instead of a washing machine like I did before. I shared a toilet with at least 8 people. I was the one cleaning others user only messed. I no longer had the pleasure of going to a hair saloon to have my hair done. Someone said to me, ‘take it easy, God will come through for you one day. You must have committed a big sin or bewitched with strong witchcraft”. My response was that there is no big or small sin and when LORD Jesus Christ of Nazareth died, He died for all sins and defeated Satan on the Cross of Calvary, witchcraft was included as it is of Satan.