The Purpose(Musing)
Woke up this morning
Decided I was gonna keep writing
I was gonna write more
Till my fingers hurt
And my soul bled on white pages
For I have been a lot
A daughter, a sister, a friend
A scientist, an artist, a thinker
But within the core of my being burns a fire
Though quenched severally
Its ashes like a phoenix re-ignites
I am a poet
Amidst all purposes, lies this purpose
Everyone's born to be one thing
Each may be different things to different people
But each is born to be one thing
So BE!
For the world needs you.
I earlier mentioned I was a thinker
I've written several great poems and articles in my head
They never made it to paper.
Remember this always:
An idea not coupled with action never gets any bigger than the brain cell it occupies
DO.
BE...
poem by Jenim Dibie
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