Too Many Wasted Nights Poem by KwaNdebele Science School

I always wanted to rest,
And I never knew what I waste.
I always thought it had to be;
But I never knew I was lost.
Too many wasted nights.

Now I am helpless,
I never wanted to live restless.
I thought I knew what I was doing;
But now it is all amazing.
Too many wasted nights.

I felt lazy for everything,
But I thought I was to gain something.
I never wanted to be disturbed at night;
Even if it was something for me I trust.
Too many wasted nights.

I had to cross-night, and study,
But I always had my enemy badly.
The one who fooled me with everything;
But from my bed, I got nothing.
Too many wasted nights.

Now I am in pain, I failed,
And as a bed is always there.
I wish I turn back the time passed
For me to go back there;
To make my mark, pass my revenge.
Too many wasted nights.


Poem by: FAITH SITHOLE