DUROJAIYE ADEBOYE

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Poor Me - Poem by DUROJAIYE ADEBOYE

Naked I come naked I go

what is the meaning of my existence?


Am born to survive and hope


Born to die


In a valley people say have no end except my end


When I came I cried they laughed


Now am going I cried they cried


Poor me


Every day I live every night I die


My mortality depends on death


And my survivals is build on them


Why they break my heart


I wish I could be an immortal


However, the wickedness of my heart won’t let me.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 23, 2013



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