Frustrated in thee I feel

You know not how to acknowledge

The efforts I engage

The strains I endure

Effortless to your conviction

All the brain drain

All the wasted muscles

To achieve what to you is fit

The upshot still remains

Effortless to your conviction

My body is exhausted

My brain is fatigued

No matter how much I toil

You excel in your foil

Remaining effortless to your conviction

The yoke is too profound

Much toil without respite

Let me be for a while

Rejuvenation I need

An ease to keep at bay

Your effortless conviction

© Christine Njeri