The World Awaits His Story Poem by Preston Mwiinga

The World Awaits His Story

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The world awaits his story
The world must hear his story.
Born from a peasant,
Brought up by a peasant,
Taught how to be a man by a peasant.
He is that great man of Velour.

He works up early in the morning,
Hires a wheelbarrow at a minimal fee per day,
Hence his job description is a wheelbarrow pusher
With additional responsibilities of a garbage collector because on specified days, he goes round the compound collecting garbage and dropping it to the dumpsite.

His surname is not `Vinyalala' meaning rubbish pits, but he has. Earned himself that name like he is a Nobel prize winner. His children have suffered high levels of discrimination in the community and at school. At times his children could even regret having being born from him, and at times even rejecting that he is not their dad but the general worker at home.

He has grown muscles as if he goes to the gym but it is as a result of pushing wheelbarrows on a daily basis. Some of his clients could even refer him to a because of his appearance in actual sense he is very royal to all his clients.
When he is ill, he pushes himself up, pretends to be fine and goes for his daily activities.
When thinks of the pressures of life he undergoes through, he at times goes to a quite place where he is alone and cries out to his God for help and direction.
In public, he is always wearing that sweet smile, and is very humble as a dove.

Away from work, he lives in a very decent house not a rented one but a house he built as a result of his. Hard-works.
He is married to a very beautiful and supporting wife, making people to wonder how he managed to woo and marry her in a decent way.
He has taken and he take his Children to very good schools, challenging the fact of being born from a peasant, brought up by a peasant, taught how to be a man by a peasant.
But treating his wife as a queen, his children as Princes and princesses and his home as a little palace in the compound.

Just like the wheelbarrow pusher, don't give up on your dream brother, don't give up on being the best sister, the wheelbarrow man is not a thief but still has happiness his loved ones and family.
Get up and push, push and continue pushing because the letters `Push` stand for,
P » Push
U » Until
S » Something
H » Happens

Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fight,fighter,fighting
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Preston Mwiinga 31 August 2016

Thanx so much Edward. great achievers never quit. they strive till they attain their goal

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Edward Kofi Louis 31 August 2016

Don't give up in life! No matter how hard it is. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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