by Dereje Amera
Published on: Nov 15, 2004
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Type: Poetry

I felt so exuberant, for I achieved
Which gave a birth to another end
To start a walk, to have a look
To see myself, where I stopped

To clap my hands, for what I did
To cheer my joy, to go to a pub
To have a drink, for what I have done
To get a cup of elixir—since I succeeded

I felt so proud, for I did the best
For best begins another best
If there is last, there is first

I told my self, to reach at end
In this world, there is no end
Until I reached to that point
Never give up, work for the best

For man will end at one point
But, end never ends at any point.


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