THE GIFT YOU HAVE

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

WHAT HAVE I DONE

So painful sometimes, life comes that way
Like HIV with no cure so does it
Living crying lifestyle as normalcy
In the house like nest of vultures
Where jollity avails not but in the air

What have I done to deserve this?
My tears filling the pit I never dug
Even parents died in my help need phase
Haunted by spirits I never summoned to prevail
Tracked to death by the dead in graves
Married but no kids of my own

What have I done to acquire such life?
Still young but begot an old crone's face
Jiving poverty's melodies in shanty pentagonal hut
Strively earning like someone boiling water with solar sun
Yet born crippled as if I came battling witches

What have I done?
Planned to achieve but acquired not even less
Worked for little on undeserving human labour
This life's burden has overweighed my limits
What must l do my dear brethrens?

For the sourness of life kills the living
I'm always accused over cases I never commit
Always on crossfire everytime I walk
Always a suspect on every arising crime
Even when my face blooms with innocence

I've Traveled 3/4 world begging for help
Troubled uncountless prophets pleading for mercy
Still no change only terror
My hope finally scattered like blowed chuffs
I await God to resurrect me from shambles
In the waiting palace of Christianity beings

Written by

IAmLaiti