Bad

I am bad
I don’t strive to be good
it’s a waste of time
I am bad
no matter what I do to be good
no one appreciates it
I am bad
it runs in my blood
I took it from my parentS.

My parents tried hard to be good but never made it
they went to their honourable graves bad.
So I don’t strive to be good for people just know that I am bad
it’s my family’s fate
and I have come to accept it.

Sitidziwa Ndoya
6 April 2015

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About ndoya68

I am a Malawian born sel- taught artist living in Zimbabwe who apart from my sel- employment job as a carpenter have devoted most of spare time writing poetry musclin my way into the more academic literal world where men and women of letters are busy showcasing their various forms of literal skills .Though not yet established in the print media, I have found my place in the online media sociial networks where I have a number from various parts of the world enjoying my work . But this is limit. I also aim to venture into the print media and make a name .
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