Made It - Poem by Matlapa Maphologela
It felt like that song, that touches my heart, soul, mind and body; I knew I can turn up the volume and listen to it catching the beat of my heart. Flowing with the stream of my blood, from top of my head to the tips of my toes.
As I press repeat to begin the thousand miles journey to love, care, beauty and fearless land; with only two feet, fire in my soul, hope in my eyes, strength on my body. Knowing I have 1000 miles to go before finish line, I started enjoying the journey.
On the way to finishing line I came to sense that wonderful things worth determination and effort to become success. I made it. Poet Matlapa Maphologela
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