Give Me A Chance Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

Give a chance to live.
A chance to express my feelings and thoughts.
DOn't push me to the wall and crucify me
I have done not what others have not did.
You drag me a little and remember i am like
The helpless cow that has no tail
Only its God chases away flies from its body.
With your sword mind so devilish and dangerous,
It fire breaks my thoughts as my tears fight to
drop from my eyes.
Every memory of my experience brought a fresh wave of anger
Hurt and pains to my dying spirit.
Every one has a cockroach in his cupboard.
I could not have seen the sun come and the rain drop
Because of the mighty hands upon me.
Thunder may strike heavily, the wind might bring storm,
But i know i am helpless with no one beside.
We can coin things out within us.
Dont crucify me nor thrust me down the court yard,
Where i will be judge wrongly.
Give me a chance to live like a normal human
And take away this embarrassment from me.
You only need the sun when it snow
Only know your lover when you let her go.
But i only need your hands to escape to freedom.
I wear uniform and you wear too.
i look beautiful in it and you look beautiful mr jailer.
Mr casting stone, fate works in a mysterious way
Tomorrow is pregnant and no one knows what is will bring forth.
YOu might be in my shoe
And my help will elude you.
Give me a chance to live mr casting stone.