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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I was five when papa expired Mother lost her prestige and pride Our home melted away horribly When the ugly cold night came, we shivered and could not sleep. My head was full of dreams There was no fault in my stars My sky was full of humble stars But i saw only from the seaside What tomorrow holds for me. I have watched the day woken from Its night of sleep and nightmares I have read the tales drawn on my palms pushed the blames to the silent water for no good spices in the land of my noble birth. Wait, look and see another yell of pains from my lips I was sold into slavery at six receiving destituted battering and abuses under the baking cruel sun. I lost my childhood at seven raped and shattered like a dream Trudging the hollowed empty street My skeleton mocked my flesh that has dashed his hopes away. I sang in the hungry market Versing my story to all to hear There was no target of a proverb Flogging mere chide of cowardice in my hands like a slab of flabby flesh. My yesterday spoke of worrisome as it went like boys and girls in a new pair of shoes for christmas Out of the world of freedom into abyss of empathy of lost of self. Wait, look and see I am now wild like a lion When I raise my voice again freedom shall be my chorus to render for I hate peace which is an illusion. A childhood taken in joy another pain birth in tears I will not put legs to this words I would have told you about my swallowed Testicles but that would be for tommorrw at dawn. ©John Chizoba Vincent From_A_Pen_Refusing_Frustration
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