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joel jokonia May 2020
Mayday mayday
I hit herb on the wrong Thursday
Now my thoughts are a pandemic to my head
I don't need to make sense
Let the words dance
In no particular rhythm
Let the world freeze
Just give it reason
From a soul alone n bleeding
Keep on  keep on singing
when your mind and soul are free. flying high.
  Apr 2020 joel jokonia
gabby
they say that if you drink
enough water you will be healthy
i say that if you shed enough tears
you ll be finally happy.
just some little stuff i had in mind. it doesn t really makes sense but yeah water and tears
joel jokonia Apr 2020
there was something about him
that could not keep my mind at ease

my fingers fidgeted,
I wanted to scribe these things.

i had to bring Augustus to life
so you may also Believe
joel jokonia Apr 2020
Sing morning bird,
         Sing
Same song from yesterday
          Yet
Still you sing it beautifully



*#RandomPoets
The lesson here is love what you do and always do it beautifully every time. Do not despair *"the birds every morning sing the same song they have sung since birth"*

Don't we enjoy their music. Imagine waking up one morning and not a bird sings, the silence would haunt us .
joel jokonia Apr 2020
let him speak
let Augustus
Deceive us
Once more

for no truth
Lives on his tongue
His words sour with lies

but if you willing
I say "Let him speak"
joel jokonia Apr 2020
without doubt
One day I shall leave you.


f.        o.        r.        e.        v.        e.         r
joel jokonia Apr 2020
Augustus is Dead
let we not celebrate
his life nor his death
For
he was no brother
to us
third eye. i.
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