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Jombo Sandra Poem
She is not so much in love with authority,
She has minor flair for leadership by office,
She never for once thought of surpassing a person,
She only set goals, draft dreams and work towards its achievement.
Her greatest happiness wont come when she is richer than you, NO!
Never! Not when your failure starts to show.
It will only come when the dreams she made,
and held on to long enough,
turn out to be accomplished,
and coincidentally be the initial divine arrangement
She is not in competition with anybody,
She is but a greedy person
Who has greed for success not your wealth,
SHE HAS A DREAM........
She wants to be that number one person making a bigger difference in her generation,
She wants this fame to have a house hold scratch,
Spouting vigorously with rage like a fierce wind in motion,
Landing on the society and hitting all nations .
She wants to be that person whose picture will be seen around the world and recognised with ease,
One who will make an impact in the life of grown ups and kids.
She wants to leave a legacy behind.
A legacy which will get the current tradition refined,
and eventually become everyone's way of life.
'THIS IS THE WOMAN VOICE OF THE WORLD WHO DARES TO ALWAYS MAKE A DIFFERENCE,
SHE IS JOMBO SANDRA, A WOMAN FULL OF RESILIENCE.'
This is the dream, the one you didn't know, because you were never told...
Drafted by jombo sandra in 2013, unveiled in 2016.
Copyright © Jombo Sandra | Year Posted 2016
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Jombo Sandra Poem
How far tomorrow seems in our eyes,
How fast it lands in our hands.
How hard we take the issues of life,
How easy they seem thereafter.
We get to sleep over our dream,
Not waking up for work when it ought.
We play truancy on hardwork,
Thinking we have all the time in the world.
So tell me, HOW OFTEN DOES NEXT TIME COMES?
We ignore important things,
Lacking the sense to delay gratification,
Wanting material satisfaction,
Starving vision, gallivanting, living a life without mission.
So someday, we can no longer make plans,
With white hairs sneaking out of our caps,
Then we regret not planning at the right time,
Because we knew, but ignored HOW TIME FLIES.
Copyright © Jombo Sandra | Year Posted 2017
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Jombo Sandra Poem
Everything now made
was once shattered,
and only broken objects
can be gathered.
To reach perfection
efforts may look faded,
but hiked determination
gets the dream upgraded
Copyright © Jombo Sandra | Year Posted 2016
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