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FEAR
Contributed by
olasunkanmi
on
Monday, 18th November 2002 @ 11:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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Knock! knock!! knock!!!
fright hit on my breath
like a prey with the prediator
shoo! shoo!! shoo!!!
even in my place of bed
seen has a egg shell
In a black man's world
I tried to be tendril like
but dwelling with cynics
can I have a grip of life?
days are dying
my palm is empty
like a castnet with no fish.
OLASUNKANMI RASHEED IGBALAJOBI
KANMMY2@YAHOO.COM
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2002-11-18 11:00:00]
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Re: FEAR
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by OreO on
Tuesday, 17th December 2002 @ 09:23:01 AM AEST
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I'm not sure i understand this poem....i love the line where it says can i have a grip of life that is beautiful...perhaps you could email me and explain to me what this poem's meaning is?? I appreciate your work thanks for sharing it...
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Re: FEAR
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by olasunkanmi on
Thursday, 19th December 2002 @ 12:48:15 PM AEST
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eggshell in my country is a waist not like the western world that alot can be made of it.
this is my fear,my family sees no good in what am doing they believe is a worthless effort so is my country a place of weed |
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