Running Poem by Angela Bontle Ditumiso
Running
I get impatient with myself
I seem to be stuck in one place,
becoming is so hard
I've been sprouting for years now
But I can't yet break through the dirt
And though I know in time I will bear fruit
at this point in my life it doesn't look like
I will be any productive anytime soon
But I tell myself soon I wouldn't be snailtrailing to my success
Soon I will run
and the wind will fail to catch me
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7/29/2025 1:40:45 AM # 1.0.0
Good poem. Just make sure you run with the wind and not against it.