Just how many babies
Are swapped at birth
With a look alike other
That other being
Some demon or some
Illegal Alien exchange program
Being covertly done
Right under our very noses
In broad daylight
In maternity wards worldwide
I should know
Being born with bi-fid thumbs
And six toes on each foot
Yet, it has to be my sister
She's wicked smart
Perhaps, too smart for her own good
And she has a big head
She’s got to be one
Of course, what’s a little culture shock too
Beings' stranger in a Strangeland
After walking the long long walk
Can’t even talk the strange talk
Seeking asylum from oppression
Seeking the land of Liberty
Feel free to wear their worn-out sandals
They’ll gladly trade for your Michael Jorden Nikes
Then again, maybe the exchange comes later
Some babysitter’s smuggling ring
Except she promises to turn your little rascal
Into an angel, for real
Still criminal but God ordained
Categories:
jorden, freedom,
Form: Free verse
Still The one
You doubt yourself
That do you deserve better my love?
But that's not true
You even deserve more from ,
What I gave you
No matter how much we get ,
Angry form each other .
You will be still the one
Whom I needed
You are still the one
That I turn to
The one I can lay or hug comfortably .
You are still the one,
Who gives me strength
Sometimes hurt me too ,
But I needed you
Each and every day!!
You are still the one
Even after countless flights
I want to be with you.
You are still the one
All my life needed
The maximum
If I could ask for anything
It's only you and you !!
You are still the one
I'll love till the last breath of my life...
And that's true...!!
Categories:
jorden, 12th grade, care, for
Form: Free verse
Forfaldne hav
En gang
fra havet
kom til mig en dråbe forsigtigt
suk:
- Jeg elsker dig lang tid.
Jeg gjorde kun en omfattende gåtur
at se på dig
fordi jeg ikke kunne dø
uden at kigge på dig en gang før,
med min frygt for at miste dig senere.
"Nu møder vi og ser,
vi er ikke så adskilte,
se på den enorme krumning,
Samholdet af alt så perfekt!
Hvad angår mig og dig,
det uimodståelige hav adskiller os
tager os lidt tid væk,
selvom det ikke altid kan afvige os:
vær ikke utålmodig - en kort plads
og vær sikker på at jeg hilser luften,
jorden og havet,
hver dag ved solnedgang
for din elskede årsag, min kærlighed.
Categories:
jorden, business,
Form: Free verse