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Get Busy
by CAROLINE NDERITU → (All Poetry by CAROLINE NDERITU)
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This poem has been performed by the Author over 100 times in over 10 countries. Various versions and adaptaions of the same exist.

GET BUSY BY


Caroline Nderitu
 



Shh!
Listen,
Do you hear that?
That is the sound of a bee
A busy buzzing bee


Something a bee always is


Busy!


 


Shh! Listen
Do you hear that?
That is the sound of safari ants
Safari ants at work
Something safari ants are always at
Work

What do you think of yourself
When you think of yourself
If you do think of yourself

Do you think of yourself as a star in the sky
with your portion of night
that you ought to keep bright
Or do you think of yourself as a cloud
That is tossed and lost in the wind
Every wind

Do you think of yourself as a giraffe
with your sights on high


Enormous vision, gigantic ambition
Or do you think of yourself as the sand
The beach cover
For everyone can to tread over

Do you think of yourself as a lion
brave and enduring


ready to hunt and win
Or do you think of yourself as a vulture,
Others do the catching


You do is the watching

Do you think of yourself as a good car engine
Always ready to start and never going flat
Or do you think of yourself as a rainbow
Out there, colorful, beautiful… woolala!
But only lasting for a season

What do you think of yourself
When you think of yourself
Because I know you do think of yourself


 


The cloud was made


To be tossed about
The sand to be trodden upon
The rainbow to last just for a season


The vulture was made to be just  that


A vulture


To sit back and wait


It can’t help it- it’s a vulture!

BUT not you!


 


You were made to be a giraffe


To stand tall and take your place


You were meant to be a lion


To roar till the world acknowledges


You were meant to run on a good engine


Always going, never slowing
You were made to be a star
in this world…


There’s a portion of night


That only you can light


Shine


Out- shine


When you have really shone


Just …


Shine again!


 


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