BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA


Work - Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

Work

I am as like storm
Storm doesn’t consider anything
When I go on working
I proceed at a speed of storm
Do not care left or right- high or low.

I am of them
My work for those
Will comes to use.

On my way of stormy speed
Who becomes sufferer?
I am not of them
I am as like storm
Storm doesn’t consider anything.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 26, 2011



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