Who Wants To Succeed? Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

When i can just go and rob the bank,
whe i strongly resemble the ability,
to brake with passion in my neighbour's house,
that when i am good in greed,
with which i steal from others.

then why do i need success?
if anytime i could murder and kill,
if i could just kindly pull the trigger,
with fraud my daily bread,
corruption the centre of all spheres,
with which i believe in skirmishness,

do you want prosperity?
when you could just fake,
and take ownership of that which not belongs to you,
when i could just stand in the street corners,
and mobb all the hardworkers passing by,
tell me that i need it!

why do i have to succeed?
when my life is already a mess,
when not even in the light i shine,
given that life is not fair,
do i realy have to strive that hard?

I Ask what is to succeed?
when the whole day i coud busk in the sun, watch them chase their goals and ambitions,
you know what the answer is?
because what you have just confessed, is the reason why you have to go out the and make success of your life