Treasure Island

Senator alufalism

(Warri delta state, Nigeria)

24th March


How can my innocent be
guilty of unknown crime -
which can change ones' thinking,
with my ability
i was fond guilty when
my mind is not.

just innocent like every
other human but not
guilty as you,

which way can we go;
the guilty is innocent
while
the innocents are guilty,
how can one say he
isn't guilty with all this
living pain eating up our
little or no mind,
why! ! !

can man be justify in
this common time without
your tears of foolishness,
how can he be guilty
without crime,
why! ! !

life has 2 ways & 1 road,
how can we be
stupid when we are yet
to be called one,
how! ! !

inside there was so peaceful
yet much pain on the
outside world still await
us,
just a night in there
can bring out the wisdom in you,
why must i be innocent
all the time,
in there charge me to change
because i'm not guilty
as charge,
time we shared
together was like forever family,
the fun was as if it
will never end but it ends,
those that i hate
has become my life
owner.


(march 24th 2009)

Submitted: Friday, July 15, 2011
Edited: Friday, November 15, 2013

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