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I Died
~1.4 mins read
YESTERDAY I DIED
In the world you made light
But why has all my part remained dark?
I got too many painful messages in my heart
Even with my eyes closed
I can make too many stories from my past
Lay me down to sleep so I could wake up from this mystery
My head is made a mental prison
Where in it am locked up for too many reasons.
Mama
I hope you could see my tears from the land of the immortals
How could you lie to me that freedom leaves in my heart?
When it's nothing but just a cage
Where in it, the prisoners of pains
Are locked up in chains
Sorry to say, am now a slave.
You promised to always be by my side,
But you lied, you left making my ship capside
So now my adversaries attacked side by side.
Though you taught me to pray to osebuluwa
But when I kneel to him to plea
All my mouth could say was ije uwa.
Lost of words
I think am a stranger in the mortal world.
Water got no enemy, You use to say.
Have you forgotten the way in it, I use to play?
But today the streams are dried
What wrong have I done to the rain?
Even the sun that gives light,
Now smites in the day
And the night no longer smile,
I could see no stars in the sky.
This is just my past,
Yesterday I died
But today I live to tell it's tales.
#Bleeding pen#
#Fiction#
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Leeblack96
TITLE: NEVER LOOK DOWN ON ANYONE !!!
~1.5 mins read
TITLE: NEVER LOOK DOWN ON ANYONE !!!
School Days are the Best and
Also the Happiest
I remembered
When I was in Class two
Walking in that lonely Street
Of Baku
Smiling and playing
With my Crew
We made promises
That we will never break
We gave each other names
My best friend was lil Wayne
And I was Drake
Sometimes mama don't have
Money to gave us
We walk from mountain cut
To Waterloo
Our prayer was
"Oneday we sef go blow"
Their was no money
To take school Bus
Our motto was
"In God we trust"
We were the bad boys
In our school
Because we are poor
The rich kids
Called us fools
Some even called us ghouls
Sometimes we went to school
With no pen
But we came back
Home with pens
They use to call us the wise men
But we know that
God will never leave us like that
At that time
When you are poor
The only person you chat with
Are the poor
Even PTA meeting
They never allowed our parents to speak
And if they absent for that meeting
The teachers will flog us
During that whole week
Today we thank God
For our lives
The poor Boys
Are living in a mansion and
They are happy with
Their kids and their beautiful wives
My advice is that
Don't look down on anyone
The person you called nobody yesterday
Is now a successful man today
Written By: Alman Kamz
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