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Three Against the World

On that day we stood there, at the front 
We said our goodbyes
Eight years down the line 
Our lives stuck in that trance

I look at my life and laugh
I have strangers for parents
I don't remember the last time I showered
I don't remember the last time I woke up to something
I just trance through life
I can't get high no more
My new parents wouldn't allow it
I'd hate to disappoint them
I mean my original parents quit for life
Life gave me a second short at being a daughter
Would't want to mess that up
So i swallow my pain, tears and darkness
The ball cuts my throat and abdomen
But I still manage to draw that smile
and say 'am okay"
I am dying my people
My heart is drowning in a pool of its own blood
And the things is, no one sees it
Not even God

I'll tell of the second of us
He is a bright mind
But the death of our pillars
Left a huge gap
He could no longer afford school
So he joined the hustle
He hustles alright
But every weekend he travels to oblivion
With a bottle and a joint 
He nurses his pain and loss far away
He tattoos his body with joint burns
He is dying this one
He is drifting away
He thinks it his fault
So he drowns 

The last of us is  soft spoken
But burns with rage on the inside which left him with a scared stomach
I look at him, his life and I want to heal his wounds
He did not qualify for higher education
His life had taken too many hits by the time, Biology just didn't make sense
And now he is homeless
Hopeless and his health is shaky
He fights within 
He is heavy with sleep
He cries in the night as the kins and schools shut their doors at his face
So much pain for him

So much pain for all of us
Who will help us?
They say three is a crowd
Who will save this crowd from the jaws of death?
Who will save us from cruelty and lack and depression
If you'd ask me,
Quitting is calling
 
Who will save them?

Copyright © Lyn Ngesh | Year Posted 2019

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