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I surely wont be here
Only He knew where I was, not even I
Before I rushed to my calling
How I wish Im in a deep sleep
Woken up, haven no memory where had been or what I had seen
You need not take away the walls to see the world of the poor
The misery of life, I never seize asking myself
Why is this like this?
And why is that like that
Cant I be him?
Not even minding to be her
So nicely I would had culled my being
Do you think you're what you're by what you do?
Neither you whom you're by what you belief in or how you coin your life

Pharaoh never meant to be harden
He made him so to proclaimed his name
So you fortunate creature
Needless say you're who you are
He made you what you are
Male and female He made them to be fruitful
If they hadn't ate from the fruit could their had been us
Two they came
The gods never saw them equally
One with a golden crow
The other, just like a cast net with no fish
An eggshell in a black man's world
Though they came together
Whom do you blame?
Shall what is formed say to him who formed it, why did you make me like this
Misery of this world
Have it or leave it, we all playing to suite the script.
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MISERY

Contributed by olasunkanmi on Thursday, 11th October 2007 @ 01:02:38 AM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry



If I wasnt been called
I surely wont be here
Only He knew where I was, not even I
Before I rushed to my calling
How I wish Im in a deep sleep
Woken up, haven no memory where had been or what I had seen
You need not take away the walls to see the world of the poor
The misery of life, I never seize asking myself
Why is this like this?
And why is that like that
Cant I be him?
Not even minding to be her
So nicely I would had culled my being
Do you think you're what you're by what you do?
Neither you whom you're by what you belief in or how you coin your life

Pharaoh never meant to be harden
He made him so to proclaimed his name
So you fortunate creature
Needless say you're who you are
He made you what you are
Male and female He made them to be fruitful
If they hadn't ate from the fruit could their had been us
Two they came
The gods never saw them equally
One with a golden crow
The other, just like a cast net with no fish
An eggshell in a black man's world
Though they came together
Whom do you blame?
Shall what is formed say to him who formed it, why did you make me like this
Misery of this world
Have it or leave it, we all playing to suite the script.




Copyright © olasunkanmi ... [ 2007-10-11 01:02:38]
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