zama ashley helebe Poems

When a player
Is out played
When a teacher
Is being thought
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Yes I write lines
And rhyme rhymes
I write puns
Simile alliteration
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Between you and me
There are great forces Beyond joy and free
There’s a great trench of isolation and mean
Between you and me
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What if Jesus was one of us?
What if we pass each other every day?
When we go to school and work?
What if He was that stranger?
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On a sunny beautiful day
And birds sings like
They are expecting a pay
And here in the see life
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Reading changes lives
It opens paths
Straighten up bends
Lighten up burdens
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You know,
When every promise
Becomes a curse
When you’re precious Heaven
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Yesterday, I dreamt
A dream which was dreadful dim
Colours, pictures and sounds
Were very blur and slim
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Part of me
Feels like an old fairytale
Fragile like an aged worn-out pail
Or a plain glass pane
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I once invited a clean favorite
Lady of mine
To pleasure the pleasures we aught
To have when we are union
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