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abeneri-djumapili
abeneri-djumapili
Of all the things I've seen               And all the things Ive come to know                            Only one thing is absolute.
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 10:42 PM UTC
Death
Along this journey starting with a single step some people don't want to get their feet wet You got dive in to see the depth cause if you dont step in the water you'll never learn to swim. Ive travelled so far to be where I am today never knowing whats going to come my way. But as look back to where I started from i'm a different person knowing where I belong.
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 10:36 PM UTC
Looking back
Return to me darling If possible.
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 8:05 PM UTC
R I P
Nine months of pain Just for someone's life to gain Liters of shaded tears It's worth it, she smiles and cheers - Sleepless days and nights caused by annoyance and cries pukes and poo’s, it just not right but she embraces and carries the fruit of her belly with pride. - 18 years of education she provides love, joy, and kindness she Inculcate, that happiness can be the ones guide Nine months of pain 18 years she sustains for a lifetime, she observes your growth now tell me? What’s a women’s worth? -
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 12:12 AM UTC
A womens worth
I'm out of words to write Yet my emotions erupt. Deep within I'm still ignite But thinking process is corrupt Sounds of beagle plays for me I'm no longer the poet I use to be. Words have escaped My passion betrayed. I'm like a wounded soldier Who can no longer fight? Should I give up? Or should I write? I’m in the dark Yet I try so hard. For Poetry is my light, Poetry is my life, But the luck of inspiration killing my soul.
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:57 PM UTC
A dying Poet
I live a life of full stress and pain I live a life with nothing to gain. From poverty I feed From diseases I bleed. This is the life I live. as  an African boy. I'm a African boy I’m a goat herder, I’m a farmer I plant seeds and watch the grow, And in the fall, I reap what I sow. Feeding the animals every day And giving the cows plenty of hay, Ensure the hens get plenty of seeds. And others get what they need. I’m an African boy. Life in African can be little rough But I survive from being tough. Rewards may not seem great, But the Lord provides if I wait. Over the years never seem to lack, Nourishment or clothes on my back; I appreciate all I get But God is the one that bless. I’m an African boy.
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:22 PM UTC
African Boy