Grace Pantaleo

Kutwa, kucha nakuwaza,
japo wewe wanikwaza,
wafanya moyo wangu kudunda,
hata nikachukia kitanda.
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The year my blood won't run,
the month my legs won't move,
the week I'll be weak,
the day eyes will close,
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it is a letter from above
the words from the greatest observer
it is a mail from a messenger
let's read now not later
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Since the day I was conceived,
I felt great to join this world,
I was busy counting the days to come,
at least to see the face of you mom,
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Is not my fault; I know,
they destroyed the planted seed,
their minds were blocked and too narrow,
'We are too busy', they said,
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All alone, enjoying the see breeze,
though inside I'm so absorbed,
because my enemies have me surrounded,
in their hands sharp knives and guns,
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Wake up and go; go on,
don't think of the wrong you did,
realize yourself and hold on,
think of this moment and the future ahead.
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Longing for many days,
through nights and days,
with widely opened eyes,
to see it coming.
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i looked for you everywhere,
couldn't see your beautiful face,
though you hate me much,
because i wear torn trousers,
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deep in my thoughts,
deep in my heart,
smile fades like the sun,
and now darkness in me,
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All the drama you did,
all sorts of fun in deed,
for yourself you made,
a forum for the in need,
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It was a blue Monday,
when things went astray,
the day never will I forget,
cause in me hatred was built,
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It's a new day,
in the morning we are new,
fresh mind and active,
we rise and shine,
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My earthly God,
my best friend,
my adviser,
Oh! Dear mama.
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