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LET ME TELL YOU WHY, FRIEND


Let me tell you why
Why life turned so dry
However much we can say we still try
Let me tell you why the future just turned dull,
And all the hopes hit a blockading wall.
The trust was lost,
You were left alone to roll on life’s chocking dust,
Why the world turned a nightmare
That the sight of a familiar face turned into a scare?
Why when you suffered we did nothing but stare.
Why all the Broken trust was so hard to repair.
Will you let me?

Let me tell you why you wandered and never found a friendly face,
Why you thought the spite was no longer your case,
Why you look away and gave up the chase,
And said to hell with the “race”
Let me tell you why your life was once so nice,
Your presence was so enough to entice,
Why at some point it was bloom and boom,
Suddenly all is gloom and doom?
Can I tell you why?
Will you be courageous enough to let me?

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DID I DESERVE TO DIE?

Hey you! Yea you!
Oh I get it, you simply can’t hear me! You can’t even see me and even worse you don’t have a clue am here! It’s me, the child you’ve just stepped on.
Rather, the pool of dust you spilt over when you cleared the way to carry my mom’s un-recognizable body. Do you realize? I was just turning a year old this Tuesday. I was too small for anything to have remained of me!
I was never to see my birthday - not even for my first year! With my life cut short so early, I can’t help but ask. Would I have been a great person? Would I have been the savior to my people? Would I have seen another land? Would I have been rich?

My existence, would it have assisted someone?
If someone had done his part, or another just said something if you had just stopped my mom from siphoning the oil, would it all have been different?
Would I have been given a chance to dream?
To at least try even if it means that i would fail in life. I can’t help but wonder.
If you had done your part just when you had the chance, what would the story be now?
Maybe it’s the government, maybe it is the people. I hear the debate from the ground where my unrecognized ashes lie. Maybe it was my mom, who made the mistake. But mom loved me so much it can’t be her fault.
Maybe it is the government for giving mom no option but to live in such a place at this very time. Or maybe it is the economy that made everyone suffer such that the villagers continuously siphoned the oil and this day mom thought it was her day – just for once!


Or maybe it was the pipeline, who failed to check the pipe that continuously leaked for so long that mom this day got just greedy enough to join mama John - our Neighbor, a move that killed us all, even john my neighbor’s 3 yr old boy. Maybe all of this was by chance; it was no one’s fault.
Maybe, just maybe!!!!!

Whose fault it is does not matter to me, that much. Why it had to be me is what bothers me most. Why so many had to die at once. I can’t place blames after all I am was less than a year old; I have not enough reasoning capacity to blame anyone. What I think I can say is a lot of maybes. Like maybe I was born at a wrong time, to a wrong mom, in a wrong place, with the wrong neighbors but happened to be sleeping just at the right time on mom’s back!
A day to remember, a past to reckon with
Why did it have to happen? And this way?
Memories burnt away. People, Belongings, some never to be forgotten others never to be remembered.
We can never be more aggrieved and sad than now, never more painful a memory than this can we ever have. We can never convey enough sorries and condolences. The best we can do is mourn together.
Which is why I have nothing to say than,
GOD KNOWS WHY!!!!

WE ALL ARE

It’s a nowadays event,
Probably the trend of the future indicated by the present,
That the rich dance in the while,
And the poor are left asking why,
The poor so critical and agile,
To at least sustain a life,
The stunts so comfortable with no strife
, with the mockery and the laughter,
To make others life helter-skelter,
But seems we forgot the basic facts,
That as the grass withers, so does the rose,
That so smaller is the ball than the world,
But the shape will always be round,
That even though we are all different,
One thing will always be persistent, we are all human,
And our nature humane, whether poor or rich
We seem to be forgetting,
That diversity is part of our going,
With us the gift of accepting,
Not to make our stay here boring,
It doesn’t make sense to discriminate,
Yet tomorrow comes for all in each state,
And to us all today remains a present.
By SDW

MY LOVE

I could walk a thousand miles,
Just to see your perfect smile.
My love will always stay pure and clear,
In defending you I do not fear.
Forever and always will we bond,
No matter what may tend
I Will stick with you to the end,
Our hearts and souls will always blend.
While people might think were playing pretend
i will stand to defend
You in my mind and you in my heart,
Nothing can ever break us apart.
I give you surety we’ll never part
Combined as one,
Our life, Our Love, our bond,
Will Live Forever

GOD SEES


Lord can you hear the silent cries
Of a soul that’s been abused?
Do you see the bleeding wound
Of one that’s battered and bruised?


Do you see the wounded spirit
Broken by someone’s lust?
Now finding it hard to function at all
Bearing scars of broken trust



Do you see the child that faces
Ridicule and hurtful words?
Being told they’re useless and unworthy
Is all that some have heard



Often all these things that happen
Lie buried deep inside
Where nobody hears the silent crying
Nor sees the pain they hide



We often ask through anger and hurt
And through tears the questions ‘Why’
And where was God in the midst of this?
Did He hear my cry?



And why Lord did you not respond
And stop the evil done?
Did your heart break in two
Like it must have for your Son?



I guess we may never know
Why we go through so much pain
All we can be really sure of Lord
Is your love remains the same



I’m sure it must have hurt you Lord
To see your child suffer
And to see them still dealing with
The inflicted sin of another


Lord I pray they’d be released
And wholeness be restored
And that they’ll know fullness of life
That comes from you O Lord

I BELIEVE

i believe in hope,and the struggles of a brighter future;that all will some day come up to one thing,succesfull and free from falsehood and all malice free from irony and cured off the supratechnotegramalignity in their lives.this i say today and will always declare it to anyone declaring anything aganist it,[colour]

sad


SAD



like a wave
my heart roars over and over
looking for comfort
anywhere possible
i`m yearning
i`m struggling
i`m desperate for some peace

yawning and grieving
is what characterizes my day
since it got it right
since all came to light

it struck me strongly
to realise that
even after all the trust i had offered
this is how it would end up

in massacre and disillusionmnt,
distrust,
bitterness,
and disharmony,
all bilish,
nothing better,
all bitter

If i may ask,
Does it make you smile
to see me this way now
does it make you glad
to witness my argony
cause im trully suffering
for ever looking your way

BY SAMUKA DAN

LIFE


Life is a tree and we are the components .every component is so important that without it life will never be the same again.none of us is useless and on the same note none of us is everything .we all mean something to each other and whether we like it or not are incorporated into someone elses life .Whether by fate or by will others actionsn affect us .The theory is simply this no one can live alone and still be independent .THIS is why we must live cautiously and sensitively cause you never know who is being affected by your deeds at any time .

an idea of sorts


i am fascinated by the idea that people are not alike .it is on this note that i feel that it is Important to respect and appreciate everyone according to whom they really are and what the really desire to achieve instead of looking at anyone at any time as a no one.
My point is that it is not always that the true measure of a person is reflected in his work.Anyone is my witness that sometimes one plans strategically and to the best of ones ability but the outcome is not always encouraging.Does this give anyone a right to disrespect you or throw a fuss over what you are doing? No !!!!
my stand is no. Even great people are not always successfull in everything they do.It is just human to achieve aganist your strategies and it is only heroic to get up and get on.but what i dont understand is why one would treat others poorly just because they failed in one thing or another it is simply not fair.

DO YOU AGREE WITH ME IN THIS????????????
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