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Human Being With A Soul
We are human being with a soul We were taken from the North and South Pole And left in a basket at the flagpole If all the relics in history were unfold You would discover that the real threshold Is bound up in threefold And you would never grow old Yesterday morning I stood at the kitchen counter And these words were swirling in my head so I Jot down the statement with a pen I was not in the mood for writing So I went out do and some shopping I bought a mosquito spray And spray the entire house without delay To my surprise a swarm of mosquitoes Coverage in the bedroom and they were hiding behind the bed board I have never seen so many mosquitoes of this type in door I wondered where they came from Could it be from the air conditioner or from the big water pipe I didn’t stop to think, I sprayed them and they fell one by one The study was infested too, They gather behind the drapes and under the table They were flying everywhere when the spray hit them in the air No wonder I couldn’t sleep until their hideouts were revealed Our lives have been stolen since we were one day old We were given to strange mothers and fathers Who raised us their our sons and daughters I bet our DNA doesn’t match some embryos were hatched When they found a faithful match and a worthy partner They were called our mothers and fathers Some of us were adopted but many were abducted Our eggs were fertilized elsewhere And we were brought up in a daycare We were taught the Lord’s Prayer And how to use a hand held shower We were given knives and forks Chopsticks and a noodle bowls Many of us have died in the womb While some suffocated painfully in the bedroom We have been driven from our homes And left to rot to bones Heartless immoral leaders destroy Their people and their land With destructive weapons causing pain and suffering on the land They ruled their nation with an iron fist While sipping from the blood stained dish Their guts are stuffed with big ducks And their house is like a garage truck Garbage spilling all over And dreadful smells are attracting scavengers They are yearning for useless power to defy the superpowers Our dreams have been taken away And every day we are standing in long lines Waiting patiently for the appointed time Perspiration is seeping through our dirty clogged up pores And the border patrol is shoving us from door to door Big men with strong arms held my hand And pushed me aggressively on the other side Our breaths are stinking and we hardly have water to drink We have been waiting here for weeks and fly is swarming the place The stench of feces and urine are everywhere and I am feeling despair I remember the days when life was good in my hometown Mama and papa would get up early in the morning And go to the market to buy onion, garlic, meat, beans, lentils, cabbage, cauliflower and dairy products Mama used to make fried balls, mashed chickpeas, And a special bread served with pickled sauce I liked the cut vegetable with hot sauce My brothers and sisters used to roam about in our big backyard And our friends and families used to come over to have dinner My house had several bed rooms and nice furniture And I had everything in my own room I used to play games when I come home from school But look at me now; I have no shoes on my feet, And I am roaming the streets We stand in long queues across borders Pushing and shoving, spitting and coughing Screaming and shouting and creating much disorder Serious men marched us along with baton and guns in their hands Throwing free food at us and treating us like animals Our bodies are smelly our cloths are dirty and we don’t have any money Many of us have been sent back and pepper sprayed And many are still walking around in dismay We are human being with a soul and it’s time to rock and roll We have to enjoy our lives before we grow old Who knows what the order of the world is It has been a secret of old and only a few knows what will unfold When will the viscous circle ends so that people we can live their lives again I longed for a place that I can call home And to have a genuine friend to call my own And share that natural desire before I grow old We are human being with a soul So please put me back on the pay roll I want to reach out and touch your soul Sometimes I shed some tears whenever I am missing you I can feel you every day and and I am waiting for that special moment But there is something that you have to do so that our dream can come through I want to be closer to you So open the door and let me come through This will pave the way for you and me We have put up the resistance We have brought down the viscous movement That’s an excellent improvement We are human being with a soul and we must Enjoy our lives before we grow old. The younger generation is feeding from our soul.
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