They were staring at me

They were staring at me

A Poem by Siphelele
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A carman who lives in a society of riches, having no finance to start a business of his dreams but the people does have but unable to lend him as its hard to offer help. But he doesn't give up.

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1.       They were staring at me

 

Time stands still for no man

It is of essence

It’s either you break it

Or you mend it

And create something

Out of nothing but pieces

The time is ticking

And the sun keeps on chasing the moon

Never mind autumn after summer

What about late night winter?

Where you feel warm in the cold

But you are not warm just your imagination

As the spring is about to approach the land

They were staring at me

 

Greeting me with warm love

Pretending to be cool but burning inside

The mind fighting with the body

As their thoughts are against their actions

It’s like their mind are being carried out

By what, I don’t know either

But what I see is the disgrace

People killing each other because of jealousy

Some losing their humanity through poverty

Because they don’t love themselves

But obsession and lust had carried them

They were just staring at me climbing the ladder

 

It was too much in my plate

I couldn’t even notice what

They have on their plate

I couldn’t notice their commitment

But what I saw in their table was nothing

There was no progress at all

Even they are my witness

They clap the land for fun

Failing to take ownership of their lives

Hoping that ignorance will solve the problems

But stacking and storing problems in a cool place

They were staring at me from corner to corner

Sometimes thinking they are my enemies

But wrong because of their kindness to me

They looked strong and lonely

Thinking if they find employment

They will sustain their lives

And better their families

But I was wrong Dear God

I was too damn wrong

Not to even see the anger written in their faces

As some people are not meant to reach the top

But to be the angels of God

What about the anger in their hearts?

Still their minds are opposite of their desires

And they decide to sit and cry

Sometimes setting themselves cheap to earn a living

And they are bold to exploitation and mental slavery

But they were staring at me with ignorant in the classsroom

© 2013 Siphelele


Author's Note

Siphelele
Please mind my sentences and pay attention of them as I believe hey are rich. enjoy my creativity and be inspired.

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It comes to show even dreams require time and money and support from others to fulfill ...Bravo

Posted 10 Years Ago


This poem talks about people who initiates their progress under extreme jealousy of lazy people who wish everybody to be like them through their actions and behaviour. its encourage go getters to stand firm and be who they are irrespective of their environment they are in.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Siphelele
Siphelele

Newcastle, KwaZulu Natal, South Africa



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I am the leader of two art groups where I am the founder and the president of each group through my hard work. I am the poet and an actor from my own creations. I m da poet. more..

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