You Can Make It Poem by Angela Bontle Ditumiso

If life had a handbook
Everybody would own one
But how many would
Perfect it?
I bet many books would've
Gathered dust
Just like we do with
The Holy Bible
I know I'm guilty
You can just blame
Software applications

On the real though
I've owned about five phones
But I've never had use
For their manuals
I've always played around
Until I figured it all out
I'm telling you
Even with enchiridions
There'll still be need for bookworms
And there'll be people like us
The kind to never read
But rather poke around
To figure things out
The laborers

I'm trying to say that
You shouldn't feel
Bad for not being
Like the rest
We're all unique
There are things that
Some of us slave and fight for
That everyone else
Tend to think are worthless
Another man's garbage
Is another man's treasure
So they say
I happen to stand in
The same field of thought

You can make it
All you need is to exert
Enough energy
And burn the right
Amount of passion
Mostly do away with
Procrastination
And remember that
Sleep deprivation
Doesn't mean success
You need to focus
Have a determination
The right kind of motivation,
Perception
And drive
I hope I said something here