Pleasing Everyone Poem by Bhekisipho Nyathi

I am unique, so is everyone of course
I am me and can never be anyone else
Surrounded by people of different views people who appreciate and welcome any news
I have experienced it-so hear it from me.
Pleasing everyone is a mere impossibility

No matter how you try.
No matter how much you cry.
Pleasing everyone is like trying to fly.
For what you like may be someones spark of anger.
What you enjoy is just but annoying to the next person
Your happiness is the source of grief to the next person.
Pleasing everyone is just but a mere dream.