Damian Semwayo I find myself in wonder,Why I feel both highs and lows,Like the sun’s rays upon my face,Can bring both joy and woes. Some days I rise with vigor,Making my bed, tasks in hand,Completing them with purpose,Making strides, taking a stand. Yet other days I’m weary,Compelled to stay confined,A feeling of being drained,Without remorse,Continue reading “Eternal Bliss”
