KADOGO

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                                                            Kadogo

Its grieves my heart

To be called Kadogo

A boy of the moon and sun of Congo

Coerced to destroy the footprints of my being

Placed on price tag, bided on

Bought and sold like goat

Manipulated and drawn to kill the loved ones,

forced to burn my only home

So there's nothing to return to

Now death and life I carry in my bare hands

I'm the modern killing machine

I am small, unseen, and unknown, unheard

The most to know, with heartless

Destroyed the ancient land locks

Of my fathers existence

Threatening my very life

They tried to bury me

Sub-cautiously did not realize

I was a mustard seed

I sheltered the most to know

When they could no longer find a well

I'm solid structured as willow

The wind can never blow

Endless bliss fresh air outflow

The thing escorted me downfall

The thing feed me up to rise tall

Strength to stand the seasons fall

I become the evergreen shrub of all

I am Kadogo the invisible child.




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