Alem Hailu Gabre Kristos Poems

Shall I be a chameleon?

In a way that
Makes observers sick,
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My beloved
I always remember
Once my soul
Had taken a ride
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Love is not
By fair means or foul
Meeting ones end,
But it is the negative good
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As I was walking through
The streets of Addis
With a mood very high,
Out of a clear blue sky,
...

Bouncing back
From cold shoulders
And many a rejection,
Resilient, I throw
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Lured by your
Elegant posture
When at its best
Appears nature,
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Mother

My son is late to night
A bit drunk
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I)Eve

Eve became
Foolishly bold
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Immediately after I
Fetched my salary
From a Bank
When I get drunk
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There are people
When you treat
Them polite
Who become rude
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