2024 Twenty Twenty- four

What a joyous encounter this year has been! We are almost bidding it goodbye But If I say it was only the smoothest it's a lie We've lost some along the way, You have suffered along the way, You have hoped along the way, Do you remember your resolutions for this year? When you told yourself that twenty four will be the year? Trust me you were right And your achievements will shine bright But what of us whose dreams weren't accomplished? Like a crooked boat, I long for to be demolished Sickness has been part and parcel It has never left us as we had hoped for Unemployment has cached up With which strength will I clear the junks? Our family members left us How strong I am going to stand up to face next year? Is it all but a fluke? The ride or die I promised myself that this was the year Unions have broken , lovers disentangled Wasn't this the year I promised myself to settle down? This pen is too heavy My eyes so teary, The journal I kept before the 'promised year ' Looks so old and stuffy With the ink faded Am I going to write the same resolutions for next year? Or should I let nature take it's course. But I know, I am not giving up. We dust ourselves and try again Twenty -five here we come again.