Mugano S. Paul Poems

I face the door
Knowing that the One whom I adore
Will meet me at the door.
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Would it be the most beautiful day?

How about the day
You were born?
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you may
write me twisted lines!
paint me with every dirt!
throw dust in my eyes!
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When I was an infant,
I spoke as an infant,
I reckoned as an infant;
when I became an adult,
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thinkin of songs
i should sing
to you
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predestined

work
walk
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Tears burn my eyes
Fears pierce my ears
‘cause you refuse
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a passion
Burns
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even if this be for a lifetime

as i wait
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Dear Mr. Resident,
How do you feel
When you walk the street?
Talk as masses weep?
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