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Albert Chokoe Nov 2018
I grew up from the dusty streets of none streetlights
Where darkness reigned in the area
Blurry enough to see the future
Place were dogs called people barking fallacy,
milking out my strength out of jealousy
“Burying me alive not knowing that
I am seed”

Hard to believe
Education left me educated
Success became my friend
Pauperism left me in placid
Future became clear
Victory in pocket, village boy on the map
From the dusty streets of none streetlights
Albert Chokoe Nov 2018
No one said it would be easy
Yet no one said it would be hard as a rock
Sometimes life can torture you to such an extant that you feel like
your sinking deep inside the mud of curse but
Hang in there
No one said it would be easy
Yes, you might be facing difficulties but
Never throw in towel

Think out of the box and rise above pitfalls because
No one said it would be easy
Yet no one said it would be hard as a rock
Rebuild your confidence
Never lose sight and
Breed light from darkness because
No one said it would be easy
Yet no one said it would be hard as a rock

Pen by Albert Chokoe
Fearless Poet
Albert Chokoe Nov 2018
Teller of untruths
Cornered in my name with boon companion
As they are bored to tears
To spin a yarn in my name
Fruitful or fruitless but…
Let them talk

Deep inside I know I am the sugar in their tea,
Daily headline in their labourish chat
Indeed, never a dull moment in my name
For thy unconstrained conversation

I am truly blessed to be surrounded
By fabricators fabricating fabrications in my name
Because of thy jealousy reigning in their flesh but…
Let them talk!

Pen by Albert Chokoe

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