you can highlight all my failures
you can slander me
you can bewitch me till the break of dawn
but I was born to succeed
go ahead curse all my blessings
look down on me
because I'm without a bachelors degree
but still I will succeed
you despise my existence
I can tell the way you frown every time you see me
perhaps my self-confidence intimidates you
you rejoice at my misfortunes
but your hatres is a self defeating emotion
coz you end up hoping more for my loss than your gain.
while I'm succeeding
you can speak ill of me
your words are weapons meant to hurt me and discourage me
but no amount of negativity can take away my joy and happiness,
my hopes and confidence,
my optimism.
you just cant conceal your envy of me
saying my poetry is mediocrity
I should quit
you wish me the worse
and I bet that you'll literally dance upon my grave
your heart to hate you gave
but under your curse I will succeed
makhelwane the more evil you send,
the quicker my spirits grows
not even your spell can stop me from achieving my goals
I have god's blessings,
you'll face his anger
you wont keep my soul imprisoned forever
From the first lines - I feel that you have a success! and you are optimistic! wonder! how it is transmitted to me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite inspiring poem, well written with down to earth simple diction. X