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poetry
someday, one evening
mother and I
sat on a mat in our hut
the yellow flaming candle lighting our hut
bitter truth she said
life has paths with portholes
Aloyo,Aloyo dii cwingi
Failing my math test
made me hopeless depressed and worried
it kept me up in the early morning
my formation was not my expectation
At sixteen, six men were after me
like a kite after a chick
what do they want from
heavy loaded pockets with money
probably waiting for honey
am telling you this is not funny
after it all is loneliness
as he stands laughing
with his big bulging belly
Overcoming the influence of friends
who are wolves in a sheepskin
made me a lost sheep
the bragance of posh families and pride
punched my face
but mother's words dii cwiny rose me up
someday, one evening
mother and I
sat on a mat in our hut
the yellow flaming candle lighting our hut
bitter truth she said
life has paths with portholes
Aloyo,Aloyo dii cwingi
Failing my math test
made me hopeless depressed and worried
it kept me up in the early morning
my formation was not my expectation
At sixteen, six men were after me
like a kite after a chick
what do they want from
heavy loaded pockets with money
probably waiting for honey
am telling you this is not funny
after it all is loneliness
as he stands laughing
with his big bulging belly
Overcoming the influence of friends
who are wolves in a sheepskin
made me a lost sheep
the bragance of posh families and pride
punched my face
but mother's words dii cwiny rose me up
poetry
someday, one evening
mother and I
sat on a mat in our hut
the yellow flaming candle lighting our hut
bitter truth she said
life has paths with portholes
Aloyo,Aloyo dii cwingi
Failing my math test
made me hopeless depressed and worried
it kept me up in the early morning
my formation was not my expectation
At sixteen, six men were after me
like a kite after a chick
what do they want from
heavy loaded pockets with money
probably waiting for honey
am telling you this is not funny
after it all is loneliness
as he stands laughing
with his big bulging belly
Overcoming the influence of friends
who are wolves in a sheepskin
made me a lost sheep
the bragance of posh families and pride
punched my face
but mother's words dii cwiny rose me up
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