This Is The Time Poem by MAREME PETER KGWETE

It is the time I shall know myself.
It is the time I have to ask myself who am I,
not to find my name or surname
but to find myself.
Since am so intricate
I have to integrate myself and form who I will be proud of in the future.
It is the time I really have to know
who was I then?
who am I now?
and who will I be?
Will I be the same me I was before
or I will exalt myself and be fortunately better and better?
It is time I interrogate myself
will I make crime or fight it?
Will I be a doctor or a patient?
It is the time I permeate the cerebrum and cerebellum and hunt myself.
The real me who I find in most dreams I used to dream,
me who I mostly find in my passions.
It is the time I step off the bridge,
the question is am I going back or forward?

It is the time I know where am I coming from and heading to.
It is the time for change
It is the time I elevate,
And be new, take a lead for my life.
I have been so flippant for so long,
it is the time I take a stand for my future.
if I don't who else will?

© M.P.Kgwete 2015