John G. Nelson

Rookie (August 24,1976 / Monrovia, Liberia)

Poems of John G. Nelson

21. Home 11/17/2006
22. I adore thee 12/18/2006
23. I ate my fill 3/2/2009
24. I can't explain 11/16/2006
25. I cry sometime 5/17/2008
26. I feign not my love 12/18/2006
27. I gaze at human 12/18/2006
28. I love her 7/29/2008
29. I wish 12/20/2006
30. I wish not make choice for you 10/24/2007
31. If we die 8/6/2008
32. Lay the blame upon JAH (God) 10/24/2007
33. life in refuge camp 11/15/2006
34. life, not an easy road 3/2/2009
35. lost key 2/9/2012
36. Love believes 1/30/2008
37. love beneath the stars 1/11/2008
38. Love, I be in it 7/29/2008
39. My country at war 11/15/2006
40. My distance maid 3/2/2009

Old age feel good

Gray-headedness is a wonderful crown of beauty
Wisdoms I have accumulated, I embraced my dignity
One birth, one youth and one old age, I have enjoyed
This wonderful life, I have eked out, I now sit to rejoice

Old age or advanced years seem like a bottle field
Born of mortal flesh, discoloured by distress and illness
Weakening bones and flesh, my soul vulnerable to frailness,
But I am happy I have reached my zenith, years I wielded.

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