What is my crime, look at my pain
Why am I a hate and a love
A Hybrid! Is that what it is?
They separate me from my love,
And cause me to weep over him,
They put away mangy children, and send me back tho my youth.
Why can't I hate these ones,
Who deprive me of what I so cherish,
For I grew amidst them,
And have grown to love them,
Yet they do not love me, but we few together, how can i see them.
You cause me to be deprived of mother's love,
And never taught of sparing me a father's love
But stripped me naked of love
So I become the only survival of her generation.
So I said we must arise and cease this,
Arise and revenge!
But when at the field of skull I come,
Live filled my heart for thee,
And I realized you my friend but I your enemy.
It is love I have towards you,
I can't hate you,
I hate myself for this love,
But why can't I hate you,
Please love me back,
For if I pour all my love on you,
With my live spent,
I shall die because my
Verb is not reciprocated.
Pain is bending my sanity,
Am in search of love to make me sane please love me,
see me with my eyes
Lend my heart of love,
Who has given you bile
In my name, and my love in their name?
Oh nature if man, thou art vane and deceitful, recompense me my Labour.
I am dedicating this poem tho those men and women, especially children, suffering for what they are innocent of, suffered by those who punish them ignorantly, and beaten by cane which does not wish tho inflict pain and with hands which wish for something more humanitarian,
And hearts which has been cooked hard with words, by mouths whose heart seek pleasures for their innocent self whose years on earth is not be guaranteed.
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Anemia
PoetryI grew up in Jos, Nigeria... and is always crisis, tension, people's would lose their spouse over what they have no knowledge of, overmatched parents become childless, I watch kids from wealth home wake on the street because the crisis has swallowed...
