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Labour

On the path of endless labour,

Dreams fill beings with worth.

The dawn of a beautiful day,

Brings to mind all that is lost.

Preoccupied hearts,

Dream of a better day,

A day better than days gone,

The intents for a better chance,

And thoughts of amazing prospects,

The mind keeps brisk.

Rest delays in the pit of slight,

Shoved aside and cast down.

Idleness is a giant monster,

Battered, beaten and laid to rest.

Lethargy goes into the deep,

Into pitch dark of nothingness.

Success rises like the sun,

And keeps shining with labour,

Like a never setting sun.

About Changing Lanes

Between a Poet And A Writer

Florence Ezekafor View All

I'm a food scientist who has chosen the path of creative writing- the one thing which comes to me naturally.
Back in 2013, my love for teaching young learners propelled me into picking teaching as a career. I taught English, Maths and Science in the United Arab Emirates where I lived for ten years. Right now, I live in Coal City, a beautiful hilly area of my country Nigeria.
My website Fiez-writer is a product of my extreme desire to share my writing with the world. Here, I share fiction, poems, thoughts and writing tips.
A huge part of my life is spent with my lovely family and I'm a proud mother to three brilliant kids.

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