As I Call It Hardwork Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

South Africa (eDutywa, Mfenguland, staying in Cape Town)

As I Call It Hardwork

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I was never granted the night
But my heart stormed me the light
I was never given a chance
But life made me wana dance

I was never the best of the best
But my efforts separated me from the rest
I could not glide my eyes success
And yet my faith granted me progress

then time came
And honored I became
As I kept all the values
and with my norms I travelled

Time came
And dignictory I became
As I kept my identity
And with indemnity I marvelled

I never was a king
But I persued with my loud sound I sing
The song that reveals all my packs
I and appreciates all my hardworks

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 15 December 2011

A great poem about self worth. A great write.

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Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

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South Africa (eDutywa, Mfenguland, staying in Cape Town)
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