O! Death,
You care for no one’s agony
For the love of our sorrow you exist
...
The Sun was smiling
The Stars were twinkling and staring
The Moon was laughing
Candles flamed gold
...
Why does the Sun refuses to grace the day and
the moon now illuminate darkness
Why is courage so scary
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Be brave! Be brave they said
Ponderable in open existence
We climbed our dream in their laid soul and
...
When tomorrow hatch
The future is born
Tomorrow is rind in the shell of uncertainty
...
Haven’t we all waned
Milked our mother and soothe starve
Haven’t we all witnessed the sun drift away
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If and only if the canary can give us acapella
I'll live for the day and promise myself a goal
If and only if capella will shine for darkness to smile
I'll stay above my head
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In this jungle of bevies
finally my chaste desire
I'm inspired to desire, and
...
When everyone standstill
Confidence became my boomer
When everyone says yes and I no!
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As I accelerate I meditate memory-lane
In cry-communique love agravate and momy understood
What was more desirous in the world in those days, than the milk of her breast
Now I know fate riddle
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For every sickness
you have to bear
For every song
you cannot hear
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O lord yesterday was within my power For today 'am trying to live it
Tomorrow is beyond my power, but within my foresight
How can i confront this unknown reality
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I'll search love not hatred
I'll give peace not trouble
I'll bring joy not sorrow
I'll give salvation not grief
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Where can we see
your laughter
to make us laugh
Where shall we see
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The Cry Of An Orphan
O! Death,
You care for no one’s agony
For the love of our sorrow you exist
Men have questioned God
But death, are you merciful
Troops came to beg, but
Saints you’ve drained their breath
When the fatherless and the motherless weep
Could life be the same
When the tears of blood flood the earth and
mountains refused asylums
How can he fight your invincibility
How can he survive the pains of life in this
mesh of wicked sorrow
Maybe you will soon take him to the comfort of
his parents in your house of pains and joy, for
the future is wrinkled
Poverty and loneliness are pursuing him out of
the rim of success
He tried, but ahead is the ocean of agony
This life of peace you brought it pains
His yesterdays were full of the memory of love
but tomorrows are a phantom of misery.
I really love this poem. Thank you Abdullah Musa