Wondering in the light of day
Sitting around people who tell a bunch of lies
The feeling inside of you never dies
But you have to guess in the heart of the bay
If the mind is in a disarray
You have to see who cries
And you just have to realize
That the sacrifice has the sun ray
The love for the soul mate
Can never be replaced
It is sure to be consummate
And to never have been grazed
But when the love has to rate
The sacrifice is put up to be graded
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Being Me: The Memoirs of a Caribbean Child
PoesiaThis book of poems looks into the life of a Caribbean Child through the lines of poems that shows what the poet has been going through and how he overcame all of his fears.
