NOW I NEED YOU ....

 

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NOW I NEED YOU, PLEASE RESCUE ME!!! 

Dear Friend!!! 

I'm an orphan and pretty much grew up on my own

The dust is my food and 

The street is my home 

Even if it is the crumbs 

I will partake of it 

I am a beggar but don't forget this is your friend from the street 

When you were broke I stood by you 

When you were hungry I gave you food so that you could eat 

Don't forget I was there for you 

When no one else was 

Am not saying these words so you can help me 

Am saying it because am starving and you are the only one who can rescue me 

I am an orphan but 

The street has adopted me 

I am a beggar 

That's how society calls me 

I am a thief 

Because that's how they see me 

I am a gambler 

That's how they recognize me 

So before you throw the food on the ground 

Just put it in my hands as a symbol of respect 

Let me eat like a human and not like a pet 

I know you know how it feels to live on your own 

So can you tell your parents 

For their place to become my home

You are not a friend but now a brother to me 

The goal was to help each other 

Not for you to become my enemy 

I miss the day we used to laugh 

The time you want to give up

The day we were happy and 

took some photographs  

Do you still remember those days I would give you plenty of my food and I would eat the remaining half? 

I was not doing it to please people 

I was doing it as a brother 

So I even took some lashes on your behalf 

Dear Friend!!

Why do you pay me good for evil? 

Those times you needed me 

You were an angel but now I need you

You have transformed yourself into a devil 

Those days I have it 

You didn't even ask but I still went on and gave it to you 

When you were not walking I still went on and carried you

Even now that you don't love me 

I want to tell you that I still love you 

Just give me the crumbs for me to eat or 

You can even place it on your feet 

Even if it is an empty rice without meat 

Just give me for me to survive 

I am an orphan that needs only food for my dead dreams to come alive 

Even if you don't recognize me as your friend but 

At least help me I am from from the street 

I am an orphan 

Hungry and searching for something to eat 

Dear friend!!! 

I am wounded 

I am in pain 

Can you please help me 

So that I will rise again 

I am a slave 

I am an orphan 

If I die today 

Please don't cry 

Because you are that friendly enemy

That built my grave 

The time I needed you 

You have refused to save 

Goodbye 

This is a message from a  friend 

you recognized as a Slave 

                 Written By: Alman Kamz

PIECES OF ME...

 

PIECES OF ME

I look up to the sky for clarity,

But the salty tears on my face

Draw the conclusion of my pain.

Judge not my bloodthirsty lips,

I am inaugurated with poverty.

Do you know what I am feeling?

Do you know what I am eating daily?

Oh, heartless and barren soils,

Judge not my empty body,

I am dancing with death.

The trumpet is tired of my tears.

The piano has lost its taste.

If the drummer napped on his drum,

Never suggest that he is tired.

The vocalist was arrested on the podium.

My blood is no longer crying.

The oxygen is angrily sinking.

If I sleep and awaken no more,

Celebrate not my broken pieces;

Even the coffin knows my bitterness.

©Gabriel S. Weah

IF I DIE TODAY.....

 

TITLE: IF I DIE TODAY... LET THIS BE MY WILL!!! 

Some people die at Twenty-five 

Some die at Seventy-five 

But if I die today 

Let this be my will 

Let the mirror 

Reflects my light 

Throw a party before the night 

Drink and rejoice 

Dress me up in white 

Let me write on my mirror 

That I am dead 

Tell my wife that death  appears to me too short and 

I need to go 

Am sorry for not telling her 

Everything that she needs to  know

If I die today  

Tell my wife not to feel bored 

When sleeping on our bed 

I will always be by her side 

But let her don't wake me up 

For I am dead 

Tell her not to ask God questions 

For it was my time and 

There won't be any suggestions 

Let lights shine upon me and 

Let my soul rest in peace 

If I die today 

Let this be my will 

Let me don't die poor 

Let me die rich so I will be able to pay my bills 

Let people shout my name 

For the good things that I did

Let me be a proud father 

With respectable kids 

If I die today 

Let thousands be singing my name 

Let people allow me to take responsibility for my wrong deeds and 

Let no one be blamed 

If I die today 

Let me be that candle 

That reflects in the night 

Let my vigil be In the day 

Not in the night 

If I die today 

Let my family don't use my 

Death 

To make money 

Let them do exactly 

What is in my will and 

Let my words don't be like an irony 

If I die today 

Let this be my will 

Let me be lonely up that beautiful mountain and those amazing hills 

If I die today 

Tell everyone not to lie 

To impress my dead body 

Tell my family not to cry

Because of my money 

If I die today 

Tell my wife to mix sadness with joy and 

Let her take good care of my little boy 

If I die today 

Tell my wife not to be angry 

When some will comes to ask for my wealth instead of telling her sorry 

Tell my wife that 

Everyone is going to die one day 

We all need time 

Tell her that I love her and my amazing kids 

She is my Queen and 

She will always be mine 

  Written By: Alman Kamz🎉

WE WERE NEVER IN THE KNOW

 

WE WERE NEVER IN THE KNOW

our souls were once in its purest form 

our hearts clean and shinning without bump

our skin radiant like the sun 

we live with no burn

with wings we explore the spheres 

flying weightless with no one to dare 

we illuminate everywhere with our tiny lights 

our glittering was created perfectly bright 

if we had known

we would have said no 

we wouldn’t have come to earth 

living in bondage, slaves to death 

we wouldn’t have chosen skin as an option 

taking our eyes away from the temptation of the ocean 

wouldn’t have signed up to be born 

only to live for a while and mourn 

we were never in the know that this was how it was going to be 

only if we have looked before we leap 

that humanity is a curse to existence 

a regret of creation by his eminence 

@talk2leigh

6:56am

19 July 2023

THE MAN CALLED GOD.....

THE MAN CALLED GOD I'm me, I rule my world all alone. I fought and have conquered so many wars Without the help of anyone. I live to survive. I strive hard to survive from the little I come across. I'm me, Me alone without anyone around my territory. I'm me, Kingdom and nations travel afar Just to reach my abode, In Fortunes they offer me right at my door step, In exchange for my abilities as the god of war. Gold, silver, bronze and all treasures of the earth is what they can only afford, But my life is worth more than all of the treasures of the earth. I'm me, Inside of me is controlled by my creator. My outer part is controlled by my emotions. I'm destined to overcome my fears and my enemies. Upright,I stand! I fight the good fight of faith, And live to fight my enemies till death. I'm the chosen one from above. I stand as a protector, servant and god of war. But I'm just me, Filled with inner strength. Written by John Fwreshez

UNPLANNED PREGNANCY...

TITLE: A BOYFRIEND THAT IS NOT READY FOR PREGNANCY!!! Baby Am sorry!!! This was not my plan I know you love me and I love you but I will not be able to take this responsibility as a man If pregnancy was a book I should have cut off The two chapters I want my sins to be forgiven But am not holy enough To stand before altars I know It may take time To understand these feelings But it's hard for you to know that being a father right now will affect me Am not ready Am too young This was not how it suppose To be Am not settled enough in life To take on this role It was a mistake and All these things happen When I lost control I know it feels excited For me becoming a Dad But the question now We should ask ourselves is that Would our little child be glad? Will our child be happy Leaving in poverty? Can we be able to save our little child From this agony? Will our little child be glad Sleeping without food? Will our little child be glad Witnessing every holiday Without looking good? Am not asking you to do an abortion All am saying is that I love you But we cannot build a family without a strong foundation My heart stops for a minute Asking myself When we are gone What are we going to live For this little child to inherit I wish I can give you my pain Just for a moment Not to make you cry But for you to understand How it feels like To become a parent It's hurt When your happiness is exhausted It's hurt When your weakness is not been accepted Please tell our little child That I am sorry But am not strong enough to become her Daddy Just take a look at my life Baby If this kid is born Will you continue to stand beside me as my wife? I know for now you will say YES Because your emotions You want to express While everyone will be sending their kids to school We will be praying and fasting for her success No money No opportunities No families Only Me and you I am not saying these to hurt you But am just saying this to protect you Anyways Let's go ahead and let this Child be born We will accept ourselves The way we are and Having the faith that one day Things will get better When this kid is born We will make her understand That we are poor But even if we fall We will make sure that She has a strong foundation to stand But let's just have faith that Through this kid Our lost happiness may be found Written By: Alman Kamz

UNTITLED

Kicks, slaps, punches, Personal punching bag, Treats her with no respect like a hag, Or like a trophy acquired to receive accolades. Verbal, psychological abuses, Sharpening his tongue at her expense, Tearing down her wall of self confidence, Gaining pleasure from emotionally tearing her apart. His sex slave She dares not say no, Either agrees or she's raped. Warming his bed without caring about her feelings. And still he goes out, Get himself all drunk and come home, With a likewise drunk hoe. And she has the duty to clean up his vomit. She has never complained, However, little by little, The lamb is pushed to the wall, And she'd aggressively face her monster. She'd unmask him, And show his insecurity that's driving him insane. His weakness and fear, That he lacks what it takes to maintain a home. © Chi_Angel