Why
before i cry
before i die
before i fry
back to heaven
why don't my profile awakens
in the mildest of your medulla oblangata
why cant i be disseminated in your hat
i bet i played well
even though i was growing pale
i did it all for no attitude of sell
but why not disseminate my work
you ground mi in your envy
dressed in dark like funeral
your jealous is great like fire in the furnace
what wrong have i done not to be appreciated
surely if u cant see it then a dead man
is better off than you
why can you disseminate my effort
i loved u
i gave u what u wont even give back
thus my time knowledge and energy
i fought your battles like they are mine
i cried even wen i wasn't the one hurt
cause i was really hurt seeing u hurt
but now
since u r selling like a hot cake
anguishing in the heads and mouth of men
fully with proud and poached pockets
i have become a metal with rust
no reason u got to recognize me
but my question is .. how long will this last
i best i should let it past
i break and bomb the bridge behind mi
so i wont look back
but still i want to be disseminated
for whats worth living if not even one person recognize u
Your effort your work
aa still there is one thus JESUS
he recognize mi he is a friend ....
a recognition from him is worth conquering the world.
Copyright © Patrick Denis Kandawire | Year Posted 2018
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