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Feb 2020
Where the whirl wind blows
There we will go,
Whether fast or slow,
We don't really know.

Shout out to those i was friends with,
Shout out to those i aint lost yet,
Shout out to those who adore me,
Shout out to those who ignore me;

I dont care if you're dead or you're living,
Be grateful if you're healthy and you're breathing,
Be careful of looks that are decieving,
Hold on to that which you believe in.

Tragically, factually, emphatically,
Some things had broken me,
But-
Magically, actually, empirically,
He came and he mended me,
God.

Do not let hate define you,
Nor let love enshrine you,
Or sweet words confine you,
"What is yours is mine too".

lets go get our things back,
Those things that were stolen when we were aimed at,
Do away with friends who say this and later say that,
Left us dry to die on busy train tracks.

And wisdom says
"utilise this pain to your benefit,
rule this world and not be a counterfeit,
Find a way to make the best of it,
Study it, practice it until you master it".

And vision says,
See its end before its beginning,
Whether they are deaf or listening,
The future is all you should be living in,
The stars above is where we are positioning.

And mission says,
Pack that, Back pack,
Ride fast, Fast track.
Did you miss that, train track,
Where your aim at, fight back.

Everyday i see the world differently,
Every knowledge keeps on changing me,
Socially, emotionally and even mentally,
Hopefully i'll be who am supposed to be.
Woke up this morning with this in my headand began writing randomly.
Just read through and edited.
uzzi obinna
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uzzi obinna  35/M/Brisbane, QLD Australia
(35/M/Brisbane, QLD Australia)   
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   guy scutellaro
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