When I Am Sad Poem by Tafadzwa Matamba

I have the urge to be mad;
Mad at any one who dares me
Each time l am down and sad.
When l am sad the world with another eye l see;
Everyone for me is a stick in the mud!
Such as to make me feel so bad_
As l snarl up and about with and for no reason;
Perhaps because everything has a season:
A time to cry, to be sad, happy, smile and laugh;
And l must remember that life is tough.

Can l maintain this happiness all the days?
The answer l know l might not like;
For a myriad of problems will come l say!
What would l do when sadness strikes?
Would it help a bit to cry?
To exfoliate the hurting coat,
Shading a river of tears till eyes dry;
Sitting by the ocean and watch the boats
Go by and disappear into the fog;
With chin in hand as l alone sit on a log.

I will not forget even when l am sad,
That better days lie ahead.
It will soon for me brightly shine,
The dark cloud that looms above my head
For the pleasure that will be mine,
Will soon heed the winds and drift away;
When the sun shines l make hay,
Make merry and be happy!
When l am sad it's not the end of the world,
But just the other side that is wild.