Selfishness Poem by Okello Baloyi

We used to have a tale of dreams, then those who first licked the reward of their sweat, made us to feel less than what we were, not because we didn't mount to anything but because they have fear that we'll be greater than them.

My future was judged before I unveiled my desires, terribly by someone who inherited nothing from birth, thoughts visit me 'why should one compete with me, don't I deserve better' but I guess greed works in mysterious ways.

Discourage seems to be the only inspirational tool one could never run from, after all the future is unknown, thus I won't halt cause no one got nothing on me, the struggle may be real but not worse than those who fight with someone's success