Given Kolomu

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A father is like the morning mist
He is like a roots which brings hope to the child
I wish I had all of that
I remember how the night drags me on turning and thinking
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I was a night owl when pain would start to hunt me down.

It blaze like a flame fire, It burned like an oven.
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Given Kolomu born on the 28th February 1995 in lusaka zambia I'm a writer call me Like the poet)

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Father

A father is like the morning mist
He is like a roots which brings hope to the child
I wish I had all of that
I remember how the night drags me on turning and thinking
How my friends would brag about they father
I was like why me?
What did I do?
I cried though I tried
To be strong but I was wrong.

He gave me a look that spoke volume
His body language was loud it shouted his bad taste towards me
Darkness pressed in all sides
I was dressed in sorrows
I would hear your voice in my mind
You were not here with me
I had open my ear just to listen

I had hope that you would return but you gave me a cold shoulder
My pride was wounded but my heart pounded harder
I tried to show myself but you pushed me like a feather
I thought to myself I ain't going further.

Wait a minute!
Will my tears run away if I say this?
Is a pistol used to kill sorrows or maybe the bible knows it all.

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