O Paper
You do not bluff!
Your country is pleasing.
Not sure yet if tears will not drops.
I'm so strong if you're evil.
You're arresting me, I am stuffed.
Not yet enough grudge you say conflict.
When I chisel in worship you say do not be upset, we are brothers.
And universal religion, supposedly God in mind,
I am jailed and house there.
The color red in my chest I am seeing.
It was not what I destroyed, so long as not to be raped.
I will run when chased. If there is no way I am cruelled.
Life I came here!
If caught died again.
In the ass inhibited fiery pain.
Chased away is back.
Already asked to go back again,
That's to spend my later years.
My paper is called the pass.
Do not you I defaulted.
O “pass” you everything.
If you like living in a country where any wear it.
In Malaysia, the Philippines as well as in America is no different.
All use of paper face to face.
My paper I am apprehended without you!
I love you peace and paper.
Layag Sug!
Copyright © Neldy Jolo | Year Posted 2014
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