How It all EndsA Poem by Benedict MdluliBorn to the unfriendly world; growing up sad. No father in your life all you do is pray, hoping you life turns out well.
Brought to poverty you grow up suppressed, bitter and angry towards those you blame. Probably it's not your fault then whose fault is it.
Be happy you made it you are a champion you had to experience the marvelous things of the world. You what you speak upon yourself today declare a word of change, Yes you still have a chance.
You were born to live, love, learn, inspire before you expire. You are the starring your smile makes the world a better place to live. Now do your thing.
The wicked rest but receive the best, they pitch late but receive first, the good men work and gain nothing, always punctual but receive last.
Well life is interesting, it is just a cycle no one knows what it holds, born to make great friends, create lives, enjoy the life, get yourself out of sticky situations by lies, teach people how to love, be the family hero and your partners pillow. Strong and courageous never running away even when things are running low.
Life is to be lived, things to be believed and the world to be lived in therefore Pray, sing, dance, play, be sad, be happy, love, live, enjoy, care, kiss, embrace, accept, and promote peace because one day all this shall become history & that's how it all ends. © 2014 Benedict MdluliAuthor's Note
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Added on June 21, 2014 Last Updated on June 22, 2014 AuthorBenedict MdluliJohannesburg, Christian, South AfricaAboutVery calm, benevolent, kind, marvelous & Godfearing & God loving, I'm an accountant & praying to be a Chattered Accountant. more..Writing
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