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I Come From Nothing
Father's fell in the ages of stones , Then I was given names by companions . In me there grew a pain none could see , As I watched back in the days , Others were bought Christmas gifts , While I sat back ,with burning wishes I recall slowly ,the path itself was a war With that little hope I grew, daily. Everyday storms would sneak in the little shelter that Momma gave us I watched as she swam in pains and coldness with love protecting us her cubs Ohh dear Mommy ,indeed love was only you I knew nothing of bread and beacon , That steak and burger were all I wished to taste, But my wishes died a painful death . As I watched the children from neighborhood jollying at the corners of my streets Wearing joy with warmth of seeing their dear Dads ascending from Jozi I came from nothing The very same place I was born , Where the richest played kings And us the poor watched with grieve That same place I was raised , But in return it swallowed my grandparents so is my uncle Do you know that pain endured , I watched families vanish with deaths unknown But nothing I could do afterall . The pains of pains was watching my mom stolen away from me But I was toddler then I carried the pain by heart But I made my self a solemn To never back down no matter what
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