Innocent Timburwa Poems
|2.||When I Was Young||3/22/2012|
|4.||Father Where Are You?||6/23/2012|
|6.||Better I Die||6/29/2012|
|7.||Orphans - 1||8/14/2012|
|11.||The Past Is Always With Me||7/17/2016|
|16.||What Makes A Dad||3/13/2013|
|18.||Myself And Mother.||6/20/2012|
Myself And Mother.
When i was a kid,
When i cry my mother comforted me.
When i want to sleep she ussualy beck me,
When i am hungry she could give me food.
But as i grew up,
Things are different now.
If i do anything similar to what i used to do,
Hiiiiiiiiiiii my God.
Instead of comfort me when i cry,
She take a steak to beat me, Thus shutting me up.
If i sleep she leaves me in the Kicthen.
If i am hungry,
She just points some pots for me.
If their is no ready food,
She just ask me if i know where she keep the stuff.
That shows me that i am old ...
When I Was Young
Iremember the days i was young,
The days my momo could listen to me mostly,
The time when i was treated a KING.
When i was young everybody listensd to me,
Though i could say something which they can not understan,
It was a must that everybody pays attention to my cry.
Best times come and best times goes,