All Bleak Poem by Kingsley Egbukole

All Bleak

Rating: 5.0


To be born was a stress
The parents endured
Growing up was herculean with deprivations
Education was managed with great challenges
Getting a job was hopeless
Having nobody at high places
The menial job secured promises no future
Where does he go from here?
Having a destiny to achieve.

(Tuesday 31st December,2019,3.47am)

Friday, January 10, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: corruption,destiny,hope,hopelessness,society
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The typical story of youths today in the country.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Panagiota Romios 12 January 2020

People have free will. Some wait for life to happen to them.. Others, make life happen. In either case, we climb big mountains or choose the easy way out.

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Kingsley Egbukole 12 January 2020

Well analysed dear good friend Panagiota. Thanks

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Bernard F. Asuncion 11 January 2020

A well inked poem......10++++👌🤝

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Kingsley Egbukole 11 January 2020

Well appreciated dear friend Bernard.. Thanks

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