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Aug 2017
born in chains I could not see,
heart was pure and mind still free,
but as the time had passed me by,
I noticed love and peace say bye...

I read; without a shadow of a doubt,
I wrote; beyond a shadow of a doubt.

Life was cruel and life was cold,
Words were calm and words were bold.

I fell in love with constant pain,
that left my heart and soul in vain.

I became humbled each time I read,
and immortal each time I wrote,
I became modest in times of growth,
and I shall not die although being dead.

For my words would live forever,
and my stories they'll endeavor.
These young folk who'll come along,
who found a place where they belong.

In times of hate and sorrow, guilt...
my poetry would be their guide,
that's why I love this poetry inside,
coming out this heart and soul rebuilt.

I wrote poetry to save those mourning,
so they'd fine love in life each morning.
The title is poetry spelled backwards.
Damiam Vincent Henry
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Damiam Vincent Henry  26/M/Cape Town, South Africa
(26/M/Cape Town, South Africa)   
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