I Still Live
At night, i dream of avocado and bread
but not looking at the stone which i place my head ,
I look up directly to a star as there is nothing to shed
And killing mosquitoes which is a thread
I ponder for the day I will sleep on a bed
Everyday I wake up to feed on what ants have fed
with my cloths made up of leaves and not tread
I fetch for what I will eat hours ahead
I still live, and respect the Creator who has always led
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