Then…
We were the hopeful
The faithful
Delirious and desirous
We studied and restudied
Business plan and pitch decks.
Our dreams were grand
Our byes were ready
We were divorcing poverty
Notaries – we befriended
We hand around the house
For the almighty WhatsApp call
Our prayers were to be answered…
But…
The Investor works in mysterious ways
Yes, no, some put on the waiting list
Dreams dashed, others answered
Sunny days for some
Lonely nights for others.
So fragile, our hearts became
So frail, our minds were
For the nos were resounding
Shaking us to our cores
Disrupting our lives
Like Covid, unseen in their comings.
But…
This too shall pass
Tomorrow, the sun will caress
our smiles, once more.
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