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Heal the World

Voices and screams wailing from the face of the world,
There is nothing but the days of Sodom and Gomorah
Soils of syria turns to ashes 
The world is now a melting pot,
Jets and planes rocketing the face of the sky  Visions from Sango  are no more
Oh shame !
where the word love have gone
That world of tranquility and harmony without destructions,
Without tankers and hummers from united states trolling the lands of Sudan for peace in wars they start
In Ethopia my sisters are dying Alshabaab ravage the land ,dry bones are living in subjugation
In the name of power and sovereignity M23 turn to bullies
Everyday is a blood bath, (le) fleuve congo flow with hatred
Skies have gone grey with the mist from barrels
Mother is crying in Afighanstan for her baby son his life expectance reduces to 24 hours and living life is now by grace not by choice
Even the air we breath some one wants to take control and gain popularity out of it
I see power hungry turns our brothers into good guys with bad hearts
Yesterday it was father now its my own brother
Why is it that power turns to corrupt absolutely
Boko Haram is seeking all virgins of the land 
And to my aquintances may be its only i left to fill this hole of earth and
I guess to vultures gone are the days of hunger
But why is it that we presume to be free but everywhere in chains
We work for them and they eat for us
They sing for us and we dance according to their tune

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If I Was the World

If i was the world,
I would have given the sun
its rays light and
 warmth or,

I would have grant you the moon to smile
by darkness
 In a Scarry night would have
dressed the sky with stars
The future ,its fantasies could have merge 

with dreams seas could have tide love 
To the shores of affection 
Happiness could have gull and love like a ship could have float in our friendship

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The Day I Was Born

Instead of smiling ,

She was crying

A moment of silence replace tumults of joy;

Thus the day i was born,

A day when the sun sat on the nook of horizon east,

Thus when the angels,

The lords sung benediction along with a dirge,

But on a hallowed neon day with my sister's breath i was born

In her calls,
I hear my calls to

In her cries,
I cried out to meet the world and when she opened her eyelets,
I recieve my sight

Thus she call me "Thomas"

She say there was no even a chance i could be alive

She say ,she doubt i could live long and still today the star is shining in darkness

Thus the truth lying in her soul resting in peace

"Based on a true story....,Sometimes we are born but not just the same some cry to meet the world and some could not have the chance....and so as i"

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My Soldier

Like Leonaidas ,
lets vie for love

take the spear of affection point it to the enemy and when destiny calls,
your heart will fall in my thirsty arms , i will lure every honey in you and rain will fall in bloody tears of lust,it will wear away its footsteps ,we will forget about the past ,those times of Ephialites and the oracles who gave up our souls to the shadows of darkness and bow down to Xerxes and immortals not knowing inside eternity we will both find happiness for we now know the meaning of love,peace joy and trust forgetting those days we cry for warmth and that moment you try to hold my breathe saying "please dont go anywhere" but it was part of destiny,
in that lonely road we never show emotions,
it seem like we were Spartan soldiers we were born to conquor,
raised and trainned for war

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Memories Back Then

When i used to cry 
she says,

Why crying?

Is it because you are not a man enough,

Is it because you are too docile to be bold

In her slaping words,
I learn to smile when i cry,
To laugh even if it hurts

I hate my tears,
They makes me weak, but with this unhealing lesion 
Can you allow mr just for a moment 
Or i should burst in pain

Copyright © Onward Mutapurwa | Year Posted 2019




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