Lost Hope Poem by Simon Gitonga
Lost Hope
It was not simplicity,
I confess to the superior,
I was in a state of adversity,
But did not want to appear inferior,
Early morning and resting late,
Toiling and tilling the soil,
Perhaps it was fate,
Predestined to toil,
Nothing was in line,
Though I tried to align,
I think I was born ordain,
But fear decided to shine,
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