PPBlessing
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Category: Poem
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I weep as I witness the maiming: Guns shooting, Cutlasses slashing, Sticks beating, And hands strangling. Humans attacking each other For no just cause! Then I ask, is there even a just cause for killing your fellow Homo sapien?
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Why didn’t you call back? Why didn’t you text? Why didn’t you visit? You’re left with so many why’s And now you have the time To do all of the above But the person is already Dead and gone.
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Dying is not a probability Its a constant. Anything or anyone alive, Must die at some point. So it’s not about if you’ll die, It is, when you’ll die. So when you die, where will you spend eternity?
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Mr coffin maker Why are you in such a hurry Already crafting coffins For people who are still living Cushioning the inside Polishing the wood and adding embellishments Mr coffin maker Why do you wish me death?
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Trading dreams for nightmares, Running miles in despair, Believing in “no choice”, Thus, becoming misery personified! Trading nightmares for dreams, Walking miles in purpose, Believing in choices, Thus, discovering one’s self!
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For years and years, humans kept evolving, producing things to make life “better”. Clothes were made to cover our nakedness. Yet, as cloth production increased, so also did rape. We made houses to protect us from sun, rain, harmattan and other elements, this worked out fine until we decided to build long fences and put…
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Her English wasn’t ‘polished’ She had huge facial tribal markings That made her look hideous She had zero dress sense. Everyone wondered what the learned Well cultured And overtly wealthy Briggs wanted with a nobody They didn’t know that this nobody Had a extraordinary heart beneath the ‘uncultured’ surface
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He’s crying in the rain so no one sees his tears. She’s shivering in the cold so no one sees the shivers. He’s sweating in the sun so no one knows he’s sweating. She’s screaming silently so no one hears her. And so everyone goes on living their lives, without noticing what the person right…
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Oh how sweet the sound, Of water hitting the ground. Oh how sweet the scent, That mother earth emanates. Oh how lush and green, The seed breaks forth. Oh how beautiful the sightOf plants awash with rainfall.
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I got carried away by your looks Trapped by your kindness Smitten by your smile And your voice was music to my ears. I fell fast and I fell hard, Just like an overripe mango falls to the ground and splatters, My heart spluttered,When you told me,You felt nothing for me.
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