Myself
There is a point in time
Is when climax is reachable
Whereby feelings overwhelms you
Is where the pencil is being sharpened
And the hand starts to write
The urge to move forward replicates itself tremendously
Is when consequences have been thought
Whereby decisions have been made regardless
Is when the lightness comes in
And the way starts to unfold
The story of my life has emerged purposely
Is when the goal formulates itself decisively
Whereby contentment is the word
Is where the intelligence is uphold
And my dreams comes into being
Copyright © Sibusisiwe LETA Ncede | Year Posted 2019
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