When I Thought and Thought
In class so quietly I sat
Solving the math I had
Everybody writing
Some people answering
My back paining me
My body deceiving me
While I took a scrap book out
And used a pencil I had
To write this poem
While I wrote I thought
Of life & afterlife
Heaven & hell
Health & sickness
While my back hurts me like hell
I thought and thought
I awaited my destiny, my faith
My love towards others &
All of my hate
My duty towards life
My responsibility my sisters await
I thought about mom, about dad
About love I filled my head with desires
With sacrifices I want to make
With responsibilities I have to take
While I wrote and wrote
And my heart pounded like it was in a race
I said oh God oh mighty lord
Forgive me
And my pencil dropped off my hand, and I in memories
& wonders fell…
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