Water moves and its voices
Not like storm's or earthquake's strikes
What will going to happen if the drivers gone insane
For those sweet pots at throne,
...
Your love is like a storybook
As i keep on reading it, My mind is sinking
As i go to new parts i cant get enough
As the new story begin, I just cant stop walking
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Just a East African boy who like literature especially Poems....)
Half Brothers
we lived together
ate together
but hate each other
i respect your father
we shared our mother
but we hate each other
you are half of my blood
that is what make me sad
we still hate each other
you are my brother
the son of my mother
but we hate each other
we cant go like that
well be more apart
let us forget our past