Turned Down Poem by victoria mbali

Turned Down



Just when I thought
I see the light
Big block of bricks builds up in front of me

Just when I thought
yeah, I'm going
I see my path
The path folds up right in front of me

Just when I thought
I'm flapping my wings and flying
My air bag blows up, flying down I go

Why can't things turn up sometimes?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sicelo Sithole 10 February 2010

I beileve that all these quesions you ask yourself will be answered as you continue to climb this mountain of self exploration...good write. Thanks.

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