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