Just a few words, trying my hand at poetry. Please feel free to comment, I would like to know what the readers think.... Use Google Translate if you do not understand Afrikaans, it gives quite an useful translation, although the poetry will probably lose it's impact. If you use Google Chrome as web browser, you have an automatic "translate" option. Toe, sê iets! LEWER KOMMENTAAR! Dis annoniem en jy WEET jy WIL!
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Monday, 7 May 2012
Life
You have to live your own life..
Not fuck your neighbour's wife!
You can't enjoy constant strife..
Nor ignore the blood on the knife!
Life needs to be lived,
Otherwise it's just existence.
Without input from the participant,
he is but a spectator..
We revert to a race of spectators:
Too uninvolved to even pursue our own happiness!
Be your own being,
fight your own fights,
pursue your own dreams.
(Don't follow the sportstars' dreams.)
Go walk at night on a winding path,
lit by the stars, the moon, your dreams...
Talk to the trees, (if you must!)
Turn your dreams into facts:
You must!
Go speak to the Sphinx,
trust your knowledge of the facts..
Or else!
The answers lie inside yourself,
so go and dig...
You will find it!
Take the first step,
make the first move,
keep on moving...
for if movement cease,
so does life,
or love,
or progress...
It is good to think,
to plan,
to plot,
but no use to plan and not,
do the things we planned...
For that, my friend, is not,
what living is about!
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