Keeping Positive
When I wake up early in the morning,
I take a firm decision of not wandering.
The day is stirring a new positive hope,
The new rays are piercing my room’s hole.
The morning sunlight inspires me a lot,
I can look at my daily goals before it’s hot.
To make sure everything moves positive,
For my hands and brains to remain active.
The sun is sturdily burning; I seek a shelter.
Under a huge tree, I can see my huge shadow,
Moving, deaf and dumb; yet it looks another me
Who is active and passive in this burning light.
At the horizon, the sun bids me a friendly farewell
To make the right way toward a confident tomorrow
That will instigate me to shun my today’s sorrow
And keep my hope confident for a new day to wake.
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
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