There is more energy generating in your system when you are down unfortunately only few are taking advantages of this and claim up the ladder but most get demotivated and finding no energy to even to stand up and walk.
Like a new baby into the world,
Like a new baby chick into an old kraal,
Sometimes I feel so exposed and vulnerable,
My energy is even at stake.
I am exposed to the energy vampires,
They do suck away my energy all the time,
May be I am being too sensitive, but no!
It is only that they are inconsiderate.
Can I keep on running away from them?
Life is about interaction, will I do without them then?
I don’t know how to act when I am around them,
But I know that sometimes I need them and it hurts,
Because, with them I feel powerless.
They do judge things at first value, prima facie,
Blind eyes they turn to the surrounding circumstances,
They are selfish and inconsiderate,
Demotivated, bad and inferior, that’s how I feel,
They are energy vampires and I hate them.
Days and nights, he spent running
To collect a Rose for his inner room
Nicely Roses smell, and gorgeous they are.
On the one he wanted to pick, he fell
At a peek, its sharp prickles stung him
Such repulsion, he kept inside his heart.
To another he found striking, he moved
But cos of worms, its petals had decayed;
And in his right hand, all faded hopelessly.
Twice, the selection has demotivated him
To no one the truth he could openly reveal
And desperately seek for a Lily or a Jacintha.
He loved Roses, but always failed to get them.
As it’s evening time, the sun is already setting.
No Rose he got, but had to return back home.
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
Finally
Uninspired, indecisive
Uninterested and depressed
Demotivated, disenchanted
Heavy stones sit on my chest
Unrelenting is this feeling
Hopefully it’s just a phase
I must disallow this madness
It’s been going on for days
Disillusioned, disappointed
I am discouraged and dismayed
The distraction is alarming
Now I feel somewhat afraid
I have lost my pace and rhythm
All my planning is derailed
Dislocated is my focus
Why do I feel like I failed?
I detest my disposition
I despise this disarray
I demand an alteration
It should start without delay
All at once I start restoring
And I fix each thought and mood
Everything comes back together
And I finally feel good.
Wendy Nipas
It’s quite a simple situation
No need for reason, contemplation
We don’t even need a cause
Making flaws in perfect laws
It’s us that make things complicated
So unconcerned, demotivated
We model our lives based on theirs
But using bent and twisted shapes
Eternally seeking an end to our turmoil
While this remains a situation (that)
Takes no thought or concentration
To see the solution’s before our eyes
We’re basing laws on perfect flaws