By Liberty Chiripanyanga
I am not poor
I am not rich
I am on a bridge to decide
I know what I want,I know what I want to reach
I am now half way…………maybe
I am standing between the two
Oh!! Who am I
Do I come from a rich background
Do I come from the poor? ….no
I don’t know
So many are trying to pull me down
They want me to forget where I come from
But they don’t know we tend to forget the strings between us and move on
The clock is ticking,I know every minute I lose
Could it be my life I have lost
Time is like water on the beach it’s there on the shore
When you don’t like it
But sometimes we realise but it’s already gone
That’s how success, life, happiness, time and education is like
We need to be fond let’s face it
Once we lose when it’s our best opportunity, we can never recover it
So be wise
Open your eyes
It’s there just choose
