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Lyric of the Homeless Poet
The homeless poet sorrow , i---- [ lyric of the homeless poet ]
Since the last ten years I have been befriended
With street life and love I with the cold breath weaved
The darkness of each night has made me lone
was I to be like that opted in the apt life not to be
not to be, not to be, not to be ……??
With that shoddy sky which never sought to be my cove
At least to shelter me from its wet tears in my live
Ache of heart breaks, wounds of hunger made
was I to be like that opted in the apt life not to be
not to be, not to be, not to be ……??
Humiliations of isolation profits
Misery of life surpluses surfeits
Oh street life, cursed to be you or the community
was I to be like that opted in the apt life not to be
not to be, not to be, not to be ……??
Who refused to save lives of us,
who ignored when I be thirsty
who blamed my life as the fault was caused by me
was I to be like that opted in the apt life not to be
not to be, not to be, not to be ……??
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Alemseged Sisay
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