Nompilo Lady Fair Cele Poet I do not know?

When Is My Turn

When is my turn

I see them holding hands 
Smiling and kissing on the streets
And I ask when is my turn
When will I find Love?

I see them playing
Singing,jumping 
Late in the evening hugging they Folks
While I work everyday after school
And late in the evening cook for my siblings
So than I ask 
When is my turn?

I see them 
All of them
Sitting around planning
Talking and having a feast
Wen all I'll have for supper tonight 
Is a glass of oxygen mixed with hydrogen
So again I asked when is my turn?
Will I ever see my tears disappear
Will ever happiness smash into me?
 
Cause I see them
Seeing me
Praying for me
I see them wanting to help me
But they minds are too occupied
To accommodate my life
Hands too full 
To pick me

So I ask 
When is my turn?

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Itumeleng Cangua September 5, 2019 at 12:11 AM Beautifully written and sweet to the ear, well done and your turn is just around the corner, just be patient.