LIFE AND DEATH

LIFE AND DEATH

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Bonded by the cell,
There in the dungeon of life.
In here I cried;
Of my lost mother and father,
In the wilderness of earth.
You should let me go home-
I'm daring to meet their lies.
This aint genesis,
And not even the beginning.
I dare to count the end to end.
Leave me and let me walk,
Let me see the exit of this prison.

Camped in the yard of wickedness,
Here I sat solemnly.
There where my heart is minced,
Into pies of hatred and fear;
Of meeting my long lost father.
I'm afraid I lost the courage,
Of meeting my home.
I don't wish to go now.

by 
Olona Adeola <olonaadeola@gmail.com>

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