Dusted Gold
An ordinary stone
Who can know
Moving from season to season
Not so very slow
Forced to undesired
Positions
But perseveres
A stone with hope
Who can care about something
So small
Who can know
A stone that
Relays on challenges
After stricken
Waits for the next
To be moved about
On the grounds
Of the earth
On the surface
To the kickers direction
Adventures corners of the earth
Uses problems as opportunity
To climb to the utmost peak
Dreaming to reach water
And peel off the dust
So appears the gold
So someone can know
It's potential
To bringing joy
And riches
Copyright © Anathi Nompondo | Year Posted 2017
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