Why Worry? Poem by Thabani Khumalo

The history that people read is written by the people
And all are but blown out of proportion:
Every article is exaggerated.

The world is won through the shed of blood
And through inked on paper it is governed.
So sad, with your head drooped beside...why worry?

All these questions, your worries will ask and ask you not to worry,
To be not weary of spirit nor be demoralized of heart.
You are better in status and the world is waiting impatiently to pick you up,
Stick out your hand and they will die to be part of your success
Before they come and fall on your feet,
For you are better of status and they are enthused to be under you.
So why worry?

So the world will ask you before they cling onto your hype...why worry?