Deborah Danso Poems
|3.||Bright And Sunny||4/12/2016|
|7.||All Gods Will||4/12/2016|
|8.||God Is Great||4/12/2016|
|9.||Mankind Wants To Destroy||4/12/2016|
|10.||Tax To High||4/12/2016|
|12.||Why Was I Born?||4/12/2016|
|13.||Speaking To God||4/12/2016|
|14.||Through The Wave||4/12/2016|
|16.||The Man In The Ditch||4/12/2016|
|17.||Been Fed By A Golden Spoon||4/12/2016|
Comments about Deborah Danso
I wanted your assistance to be educated.
My hand in the air I waited.
But you didn't acknowledge me.
I wanted to be seen and I thought you'll see.
I was yearning to grow my skills.
You did it for you, you did it for frills.
Was it because I was black?
You position me 3 years back.
I felt neglected, struggled throughout.
I could of misbehaved, I could of gave in with a shout.
That's what you wanted, so you thought and you plotted.
You're wicked, my dreams you trotted.
I didn't give up on my dreams and goals.
You didn't play the teacher, you played monster...
Helping others is a unique gift.
Their struggle I had to lift.
Bring upon delight to the needy.
Responded with a smile, my heart gets all weepy.
It helps their sanity for a bit.
A solution I made fit.
I help many different types of people.
The good, and the poor.
I have an obligation to help others.