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Where were you
Where were you when the wind starts to blow? Where you when you I created the show, where were you when my hands were stiff, where were you when I got stuck in the ditch? I have been crying for help since I was three months old when destiny tie me up in a bundle and leave me under a tree, I was hidden in the bushes for three days wrapped up in a towel and placed into a box and left open at the mercy of the village fox, my cries ascended to the heavens, the angels did not budge and God was not there. Where were you when I cried for three day and three nights and the nocturnal bats flew over me all night trying to get a whole of my eyes but destiny rolled me on my side and the next day a miracle pass by and took me out of the bushes and take me to the children’s home where destiny have me grown. It was just like yesterday when my emotion starts to play, I arrive in the dead heat of the night with strangers with whom I have no bond were my guiding parents on the land, they must have stolen me from somewhere because I have so much good to share heavens knows why I was placed under the tree and what was to become my final destiny, but they walk in and out of my life and everyone trying to get sliced of me. Where were you when I was two and I walk around without shoe, where were you when I was three and plastic melt on my knees? I scream and shout to cool the temperature down but no water was around. You forget the basic things and hide my origin under the broken limb. Where were you when the tempest past and the robber held the dagger next to my heart, I was alone in the bushes in search of my origin, and I grew up without a hug or a distance kiss. I was poisoned with sorrows and I discovered the insecticide laced in the salt and sugar, I was only thirteen when I discovered this poisonous scheme .I came home from school that day and set the dinner pot on the fire and when I put in the salt everything turned white and the smell hit me in the face. I pour it out and cook the food without salt. Where were you when I went to make the lemon aid and the water turned white and insecticide swam on top of the water, I called out to the glorious heavens but God was not there and I spend days and night in despair, I gave the dog the lemonade and later it was dead, and that day I save the entire family from a death pack catastrophe because I volunteer to do the dinner that day. I had to rely on my inner strength and my intuition that nature plants in the sun, I love to watch the river flow in the sea because there is always a message in the water for me. Where you when I was going to school, where were you when they stole my brand new suede shoes, I was on the school track team and I wanted to display my athletic dreams but someone stole my shoe. I got it for a gift and they stole it when I went cross country running up the cliff, I can remember the tears that flows, and when I stretched out my hands the wind began to blow and from that very moment my spiritual power came alive and I discover my innate drive. It was a new spiritual awaken, one that will change my life forever and send me on a long journey , a journey that would take me around the world, a journey that would make me bold. I wasn’t sure which path to take and I got stuck at the religious gate, nothing was working out for me and I have to hold my bosom over the sea and plea to nature to work out something for me and the sea turtles heard my cry. Were where you when I graduate from the university, where were you when I walked on the stage to collect my doctorate degree? I have gradated many times and no one was there to share my joy and pride, I was always alone. Where were you on those cold winter nights when the air is dry and my nose bleeds, where were you when I bungle up alone underneath the sheets without socks to warm my frozen feet? Where were you when my heart collapse and dignity restore my life back, where were you? Where you when I was attacked in the streets beaten in the head, punched in my chest and hit in the eye, I cried out for help but no one came, where were you? Where were you when I was attacked in the yard, beaten in the head kicked in my back and suffered from a broken thumb, the church mocked my dignity and plays upon my vulnerability and send the offender on the run, and corrupt the distant sun, where were you? Where were you when they broke my electronic devices? and I asked for help to repair them, no one came to my rescue and the scavenger ate my daily dinner, where were you when I starve year after year and suffer from poor nutrition and no one was there to care, you have turned a deaf ear to my cries and my passion slowly dies. I have slept for five years and twenty-three days without a bed and sometimes my feet are swollen as a lead, and I stand on them every day and write, and sometimes my emotions take me in the deep and I cannot sleep. Where were you when I ask for help and you send the bullies and harassers to play tic tok in my head. The month is coming to an end and I am going to need plenty of help, I will plant a tree and some seeds in the ground as reminder of my origin and where I will roam. Where were you when I walked up that stage and faced the entire human race and reveal the secrets that are buried in the deep and tell the tales of how the universe meets, where were you? Where were you when my throat was dry and no water came from the promiscuous sky, I had to use my saliva to wet my throat and escape from the village in a dug-out boat. Where were you when I was feeling sad and I had to write verses to make me feel glad where were you?
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