Irony
I have always tried my best
It never seems to be enough
Is this another test?
Or I’m just being made tough
Selfless I give my all
Not that I have much
It is the best thing so long as I don’t fall
And in the end my eggs will hatch
I have always tried to live with enthusiasm
In the end I just become melancholic
For my mind has optimism
But the heart is ever pessimistic
A hand that gives receives
A heart that gives becomes empty
What the eyes sees, the heart it deceives
Consequently the mind becomes …
Copyright © Ondeng Moses Otieno | Year Posted 2019
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