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Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

(27/02/1985 / Maun, Botswana)

rise to the occasion (by charlotte and ntema)

blessed morning it is
partly cloudy, sunny and bliss
more sense to life it brings
to appreciate the little things
we do as we encounter; face the means
than get the wings
and fly away

the sun starts to shine
brighter before my eyes,
its tales
from the talks around a fire place
by the moon night,
its rays
from whence it rises
to the morning light,
setting its color
by the sands
of the soil i walked,
and still, i rise

i rise to walk
in all days
at times the path looks misty
and clouded but still i walk
but as i walk
past people,
i am all smiles
though my heart and mind
are troubled yet still i walk,
i have to walk
to get to the place of color
and still waters,

i have to walk
to the morning,
and struggling my feet
to stand,
alone as i keep walking
my feet
wobble on my way
i push on as hard
as they can carry me
to the path that carries me
each day i pass,

and expectantly
i hurry
my feet
for my destination is nearer,
i can feel it on my carrier
my heavy feet will get me there
destined for greatness
my feet will carry me
there, this morning
as i rise to walk
to the occasion

my feet shall carry me
my eyes shall marry me
my deeds shall bury me,
i keep walking
to discover me
than dishonor me

i am a grain of soil
swamped by the many
i meet along the way
with worried faces
and pain in their eyes
troubled souls of many
but we cannot say
of the heartaches
and headaches in us

you see,
we all deserve
the walk to our own
as we rise to the occasion
from within the heart, alone
and serve
the self and others of our own


poem: 'rise to the occasion'
book: 'dry eyes'
year: march 2013
book no.3 of 2013
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poem written by: charlotte oageng and onalethuso petruss buyile ntema
poem edited by: onalethuso petruss buyile ntema

copyright: mambo music & poetry

Submitted: Friday, March 08, 2013
Edited: Friday, March 08, 2013

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self uplifting, inner self motivation to face the earth and rise to the walks of many paths of this life each day as we rise.

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