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Mandisa Lambet Poem
A man woke up with big dreams,
He set out bravely, or so it seems.
In the woods, his axe did swing,
Creating towns, a remarkable thing.
Complexity soon took its hold,
Cities rose, stories untold.
His mom's wisdom, he'd ignore,
Seeking more and more, for sure.
One day, he stopped, remembered when,
His journey first did begin.
Lost in thought, he paused a bit,
Till an alarm rang, breaking his fit.
"Too late," he sighed, with a heavy heart,
Back to work, his ambitious part.
He'd continue to chase his dreams so true,
In this endless march, he'd pursue.
Copyright © Mandisa Lambet | Year Posted 2023
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Mandisa Lambet Poem
We're so keen, so obsessed,
We're tired, so fed up.
Disgusted, disappointed, and anguished,
Yet we proceed, we go on.
Afraid of giving up,
Bound by chains,
Chains of our loves and faith and desires,
In a cage of our own feelings.
Our minds can wander far,
Yet remain imprisoned within ourselves.
We don't seek relief,
We just tell ourselves: go on, go on.
Until our hearts cease to beat,
At the moment of death, we understand,
All that striving was for nothing,
For desires so uncertain, so fleeting, so useless.
Copyright © Mandisa Lambet | Year Posted 2024
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