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TEARS OF A JUVENILE
Oh,it was not my intention to live this way!!
Why do you oppress me like this,
I'm incacerated at my parents house
My wish is to consolidate with my cousins
That Feeling of solitude even when adjucent to kinship folks
My joy is a pandemonium cause in my homestead
I'm laughed at because I do not know the letter 'A'
I do not know the thrill feeling of being in school
All I'm told is that I'm the definition of vanity and I can not do anything profounding
I'm called names that are more painful than flogging
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I'm considered as the walking corpse,
I need a shoulder to cry on
My guardians have the heart of a lion
I might go wrong but I need a pardon
I'm called inanimate but I don't know the reason
I'm an outcast because I do not have parents
I cease to exist in my guardian eyes that I'm the child of the deceased
Just like mirror, reflected what is already there
You told me not to worry when I lost my parents
You said you are also my parents
But I feel I'm in bondage,worse than servants
Why do you treat me with spite
I need freedom,I also have the right
How can you sleep without showing any sign of soporific
At Least you urged me that nothing lasts forever
You told us to live cohesively and try my best forever
I'm voiceless,I cry to the nature
I can't withstand my sorrowful life,I hope I have a clean future
What did I do? For me to pass through this torture
Will sanity not lead my ambition to denature
Oh,my cry in the orchard as made the beautiful tree to shed leaves
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Jones Phiri
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