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Emmanuel Tururu Poem
A thief,doctor even a man of the cloth,
life and death, you can have one but never both.
Many seek survival at all cost.
A last breath, the battle and war are lost.
The preacher says dust to dust.
The buried now a mere fragment of the past.
Here death has won.
Labor pains pains, a debate on names.
A boy, a girl?
All is well.
The midwife guides,
The mother fights,
The husband waits.
The baby finally comes,
Gives a shrill cry.
Tiny fingers and thumbs,
A tiny fist.
As if to say"I am tiny but i will fight that beast"
Beast?death defeated by mother and child.
Here life has won.
Tears of joy, tears of pain,
Tears all the same.
The child cries at birth,
The mourners at the funeral.
Life and death seem to be lovers.
The dead, life's gift to death.
The newly born, death's gift to life.
Copyright © Emmanuel Tururu | Year Posted 2010
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Emmanuel Tururu Poem
i'm loving your fingertips and your lips
when we kiss I'll be holding your hips
love is all i want to give
want to make you believe
cause i'm never going to leave
my heart bleeds every time i make you sad
i feel like its the end
but i'm glad that i found you
want to be around you
always think about you
my days as a player are over
you my only lady
you can ask Jehovah
want to move you closer to me
let me slow down
like its only me and you in the world
telling you i love you without saying a word
i promise to never do you bad
Copyright © Emmanuel Tururu | Year Posted 2010
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Emmanuel Tururu Poem
I have commenced a journey
a journey of learning
i fear the first steps i am taking
regardless of the progress I'm making
i still need guidance
as this is my only chance
i walk and stagger off the path
i take aim and miss the mark
i feel like things are moving,
then i get stuck
well,just my luck the Lord blesses
i have to do my part
a step at a time
with faith even the highest mountain i can climb
my stride is now longer,
my legs now stronger
finally, i feel the world is mine
Copyright © Emmanuel Tururu | Year Posted 2010
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