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Lydia Gachuhi Poem
If someone would have told me that this is how my life would have turned out,
I would have told them they had no clue what they were talking about.
I am no longer attending school and I currently do not have a job,
I just sit at home all day long like a poor old slob.
But either way I was not happy before,
I always wanted and needed more.
More of what though?
I simply didn’t and still do not know.
However, I am not about to give up I am constantly trying to find work
But in these times it’s like a rat race,
Of which only a few are ever victorious and at the rate at which doors are being slammed in my face,
I honestly don’t know how I am going to keep up with the pace.
Nonetheless,
There is a special gift that I posses,
One that gives me the strength and courage to stand up tall,
And say to the world “no matter what, I am in this for the long haul”
I cling on to it tight,
With all my might,
So that I will not give up this fight
I know that just by looking at me I may look like an utter mess,
That doesn’t matter because I will never settle for less.
I will scratch and claw my way through the mud until I realize my dream,
No matter how crazy I may seem.
Until that day,
When ill find what I have been looking for
And I will finally be on my way.
Copyright © Lydia Gachuhi | Year Posted 2011
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Lydia Gachuhi Poem
On this cloudy night, my heart tightens with fright
Tensions are high, and I don’t even know why
Words are spoken, of promises broken
Tears fill their eyes, followed by heart-wrenching cries
They are always so complicated, and that is why I am thinking of getting emancipated
For their pain is my pain, but now it’s driving me insane
Managing their frustration and depression, has become my sole occupation
To me they are so dear, and hence ten times the fear
For them I’d give my life, sacrifice anything to take away their stress and strife
But I know that if tried to offer my assistance, it would be met with a lot of resistance
Alas, on this cloudy night, I crawl into a corner and sit tight,
As I know this is not my fight
All I can do is pray, for a better day
Copyright © Lydia Gachuhi | Year Posted 2012
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